After holding on for so long,
I finally let my shoulders fall.
No weight, no rush, no noise —
just the sound of breath finding its way home.

It’s strange how life changes the air around you
once you stop fighting for every inhale.
The wind becomes softer.
The heart remembers how to rest.

I’m not escaping — I’m returning.
To quiet mornings, slow movements,
to the grace of simply being alive.

It’s not perfection — it’s peace.
And maybe that’s what heaven feels like.

RoseBloom 🌹

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