Miss You
Stay, Don’t Stray, Words Play
There were times in life’s ups and downs when the distance seemed to widen, when the paths diverged, and we missed loved ones I hadn’t seen in a while, I stopped sharing stories, talking, and weaving the combination of information. Even if our paths diverge for a moment, know that my presence stays here on this platform, waiting to join whenever you look into your eyes like this.
As I pondered the purpose of my life in this common space, I thought for a moment that I would allow myself the luxury of hindsight. It was not a departure but a moment of respite, a chance to breathe in the storm of the stage.
In the midst of this relaxation, however, I realized that this place was like a garden adorned with beautiful flowers—a sanctuary where I sought solace as weariness enveloped me.
My words don't hold a request for greatness, but hold in them the hope that they will throw a ray of light into your day and walk with you through difficult times They are my humble offering, little beacons in the shadows, even a little bit I am creating try light your way.
In this quiet garden of shared thoughts and shared stories, I find myself wondering if I still have a place beside you, in a comfortable chair under the covers of our collective consciousness . . . . Would you welcome my presence as before? Can we live life together again, lingering in silence amidst the warm buzz of this virtual garden?
The beauty of this platform lies not only in its ability to connect us from a distance but also in its comfort—a refuge where we can live in the flower of shared experiences, finding comfort in each other’s stories and presence . . . . It’s a testament to the longevity of our connections, transcending the limits of time and space.
As I continue this journey, I invite—a humble request to join me once again in this garden of quiet thought and contemplation. Let us share the burden of life’s trials and find comfort and joy in our common presence, as we build together a haven of understanding and friendship.
Remember, we are never truly alone in this space. Our stories, our stories, weave a fabric that binds us together, promising comfort, companionship and shared experience.
So, will you accept this humble plea and share this space once more? Let us journey together through the labyrinth of life's stories, never letting distance or time deter us from this beautiful garden we've cultivated together.
Thank you for taking your valuable time reading my story. You can meet me on another place, on Instagram [at]savory.scrolls
