To All the Girls I Loved Before
What I Never Said, But Should’veThis one’s been a long time coming. Not to reopen old wounds or romanticize the past. Not to beg, explain, or rewrite history. This isn’t a flex. It’s not regret, either. It’s recognition. A quiet, grown-man acknowledgment of the ways I showed up—and didn’t—for the women I once called mine. … Read more