Bittersweet, Like Ice Cream
Friendship carries a quiet kind of magic, like enjoying ice cream on a slow, sunny afternoon. It lifts ordinary moments, making them shine just a little more and feel a little easier.
Some friends shine, some soothe. Each leaves a little trace in the beat of our lives! We laugh together, enjoying the small joys that make everyday life a little sweeter. But warmth can soften even the best and hearts can switch in ways we don’t expect.
Sometimes the best thing we can do is step back for a while give broken places time to heal. Space doesn’t end the bond... it simply lets it breathe find its own silent rest.
Those who hurt me don’t fully leave ~ they stick like a faint taste that stays after all the sugar is gone.
I set down the ache but keep the lesson
holding close what was true
and splitting what no longer holds.
Each morning -I want to begin with an open heart to give kindness FREELY asking nothing back. Friendship remains quiet as an aftertaste tender on the tongue-- a sweetness that lingers longer than the moment.
Memories reveal to me:
every friend, every moment,
shaped the sweetness in my life.
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