He found the photograph tucked inside an envelope with no return address—four faces on a sunlit porch, laughing at something he could no longer recall.
Years had passed since that day, but in the quiet of his apartment, it felt closer than the rain tapping against the window.
Month: Aug 2025
No Longer Waiting
“I kept waiting for him to return, thinking that would heal me. But somewhere along the way, I realized — I wasn’t really waiting for him. I was waiting to come home to myself.”
I Choose Me
“I kept waiting for him to return, thinking that would heal me. But somewhere along the way, I realized — I wasn’t really waiting for him. I was waiting to come home to myself.”
What I Did, What I Lost
“I kept waiting for him to return, thinking that would heal me. But somewhere along the way, I realized — I wasn’t really waiting for him. I was waiting to come home to myself.”
Forgive Her Anyway
“I kept waiting for him to return, thinking that would heal me. But somewhere along the way, I realized — I wasn’t really waiting for him. I was waiting to come home to myself.”
Denvor Heights
“I kept waiting for him to return, thinking that would heal me. But somewhere along the way, I realized — I wasn’t really waiting for him. I was waiting to come home to myself.”
One-Sided Conversations
“I kept waiting for him to return, thinking that would heal me. But somewhere along the way, I realized — I wasn’t really waiting for him. I was waiting to come home to myself.”
What I Thought Was Love
“I kept waiting for him to return, thinking that would heal me. But somewhere along the way, I realized — I wasn’t really waiting for him. I was waiting to come home to myself.”
The Other Side of Sorry
“I kept waiting for him to return, thinking that would heal me. But somewhere along the way, I realized — I wasn’t really waiting for him. I was waiting to come home to myself.”
Daddy, Can You Hear Me?
“I kept waiting for him to return, thinking that would heal me. But somewhere along the way, I realized — I wasn’t really waiting for him. I was waiting to come home to myself.”
Baawa Unfiltered 