Tenderness

What remains? What makes us remember? Those moments of tenderness…you can call it love. Where you could be what you wanted to be. You dared to be yourself! In those tender moments, saturated with love, it would have been difficult not to be yourself.

People leave us forever…we cling to those moments. Moments wrapped in silences. In the obscure corners of the self, we seek them out again and again. Because peace, love, and tenderness come at a premium these days!

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