Easter~
I pushed the door shut behind me, its soft click sounding like the last word in an argument I hadn't finished having—with them, with myself, with the world. The night air wrapped around me, cool and sharp, like it knew I needed something to keep me grounded. Above, the stars drifted lazily across the sky, ancient and unbothered, while inside me everything churned—grief brushing against anger, gratitude tangled up in the mess, a knot so tight I couldn't tell where one feeling ended and the next began.
