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“You kissed me, Fitz. Twice. Why did you kiss me?” “Because not kissing you became too exhausting.”
A woman’s heart is woven from equal parts strength and vulnerability. Its love knows no boundaries. But it demands accountability.
A woman’s heart isn’t merely complicated; it’s the reason humanity still exists. We are the nurturers, the peacemakers. We know when silence is more profound than any spoken word. And we know that pain is not love’s enemy; it’s the existential foundation that keeps humanity rooted in this world. It’s the sole motivation to do better, get better, and be better.
