To The Door That Closed
By Avantika Singh
To the door that closed
I am happy you did
or I might have lingered
trapped by what I hid
A Sunk cost fallacy
would have held me tight
turning my own relief into forced delight.
By Avantika Singh
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This touch me a way I didn’t accept. Your words stay with the heart long after reading
Beautiful expression of self-realisation, showing how endings can actually set us free.
Impressive ❤️
Wonderful thoughts!
Nice