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            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i was once a writer, not until the words slowly abandoned me. Even now, i still yearn for that skill to return—just how i yearn for a love that once felt like home.</p><p><strong>yearning</strong>. a topic so widespread on social media that some people have even romanticized it.</p><p><em>but is yearning only about the love you lost? about someone you once planned on marrying? someone you once considered your whole life?</em></p><p>scrolling through TikTok, most yearning posts i see are about their partner who once they thought were their “lifetime partner,” only to end up as someone they painfully miss instead. isn’t it painful? <strong><em>to lose someone and continue yearning for them.</em></strong></p><p>yearning is an endless pain. a knife that keeps pushing through your heart. sometimes, yearning feels like choosing to hurt yourself over and over again. but i hope that, someday, people learn to yearn for healing instead. to have the courage to leave it all behind. to “leave the restaurant,” as Gen Z calls it — walking away from someone even when it hurts.</p><p>for me, yearning is not only about a person you lost. because i also yearn for a skill that once belonged to me.</p><p>some people yearn to forget, but in my case, i yearn to regain. to hold that skill again. to write again. to freely express myself through words the way i used to.</p><p>i guess yearning comes in different forms. different perspectives. different wounds.</p><p><strong><em>what about you? what are you yearning for? why are you yearning? is it to forget… or to regain?</em></strong></p><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=1dc2f9ab821e" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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