Rhythmic Resurrection

Wed, 24 Dec 2025 05:27:59 +0000

𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐲, 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐫𝐡𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.
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I saw him destroying himself in front of my own eyes. Drowning in addictions. That were enough to kill him. I hated it. I hated it everytime he smoked in front of me.

I told him to stop but he would just ignore the topic and start talking about something else.

I tried my best to hold him tightly—so tightly that my hands began to ache. Finally, when I thought the storm was over, I loosened my grip, thinking that if I made him realize how it feels when the person you love starts running away, he would come running back to me. The moment I allowed myself to believe that maybe everything could be fixed.

Destiny snatched him away from me.