The Flower I Never Left A vessel light enough to carry sorrow,strong enough to hold truth. 🕊️ Let us begin, gentle reader. Let the tear become ink.Let silence become a mirror. ✍️🕊️ You are not alone, reader —though the ache so often feels like solitude.So many carry flowers no one sees,words unsent,griefs unnamed. Afraid to reach… afraid not to.Afraid … Continue reading The Flower I Never Left