We werent happy together but we lived in a state of easy, mild contentment. We shared everything except the stupid fucking secret hanging round your neck. I imagined tiny photographs: portraits in sepia of your parents, their faces partially obscured by goitres. Meanwhile, maybe not tomorrow, maybe not next year, maybe not even in a decade from now but one day: the planet would fall apart.
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Themes
- Happiness — Thoughts on finding joy, contentment, and fulfilment
- Hope — Words of encouragement about optimism and brighter futures
- Inspirational — Uplifting words to motivate and inspire positive action
- Love — Quotes exploring romantic love, compassion, and human connection