But shadows don't get to keep the sun.
I’ve framed it as a melancholic, narrative-style social media post (suitable for Twitter/X, a blog, or a caption). ano_ko_no_kawari ano_ko_no_kawari
Would you like a shorter version (e.g., a tweet) or one with a different emotional tone (angry, bittersweet, hopeful)? But shadows don't get to keep the sun
I wore her silence like borrowed clothes. I laughed her laugh so many times I forgot the sound of my own. In the dark, when you held me, I knew whose ghost was in the space between your ribs. when you held me