Safa writes sometimes
About
s.salem
It was almost real
A Letter I might never send, or maybe just immediately send the minute I’m done writing it.
To the one who read my blog on a sad day
Conversations that linger
Lost in the Crowd, Found in You
On Safety, Chaos, and Love-Bombs
Dating Like I’m Seventeen Again, But With Joint Pain)
The Shape-Shifting Game We Play in Love
Maybe I Don’t Want to Be Everywhere Anymore
The Gate Always Says “Departures”
The Wedding That Never Was: And the Guilt I Carried for Years
What the first year of my forties taught me
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