PATTERNS OF A PAST LOVE

I told myself I was over him.

I built a new life, found someone who loves me, and tucked the past away like a closed chapter.

But now… he’s back. The one who broke my heart, and still somehow owns pieces of it.

His presence stirs old memories, familiar feelings, and the ache I thought time had healed.

As my heart teeters between what is and what was, I’m left with one impossible question: do I stay with the love that’s steady and safe… or return to the fire that never truly died?