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The Knot.-.!
There are threads we tie and threads we never meant to.
With every bond, every smile, every promise, a knot forms.
Some are visible — like friendships and family ties — knotted with memories, laughter, and long conversations.
But some knots are hidden — invisible to others, sometimes even to us — and they tighten silently with every unspoken word, every unmet expectation, every broken promise.
Lately, I’ve started noticing these unseen knots everywhere — between me and my parents, friends, those I once held closest… and yes, someone I never even confessed to.
That someone special who didn’t even know what space they held in my life.
Not because I didn’t want to tell…
But because I couldn’t.
Because life, or maybe fear, or perhaps this twisted protocol of the universe, never permitted me.
Sometimes, life just… goes on.
Without asking. Without waiting for closure or clarity.
And all we can do is walk along, pretending we’re in control — when deep inside, we’re tangled.
There’s also a different kind of knot — the kind that forms unexpectedly, in the middle of the journey.
Not all sisterhood or brotherhood begins in childhood.
Some are…
