The phrase "broken bridges" feels like a heavy weight on my chest, echoing the silence after a storm. It’s that moment when two paths diverge and can never reconnect—not without effort, not without repair. Sometimes, it happens naturally; other times, it's a decision made with tears or anger. But no matter how it happens, the bridge remains broken, leaving behind jagged edges and memories of what once was. 🌲✨

In life, we all encounter these moments—friendships fade, relationships end, dreams change course. The pain isn’t always immediate; often, it sneaks up on you like an unwelcome guest. One day, you glance back at where you used to stand together, only to realize the gap has widened beyond reach. And yet, there’s beauty in accepting this loss. It forces us to grow, to find new ways forward even if the old ones crumble beneath us. 🌱🌊

Still, hope lingers like a distant light. Maybe someday, someone will rebuild those bridges—or maybe we’ll build something entirely new. Until then, I hold onto the pieces, knowing they shaped who I am today. 💫💬

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