Bittersweet

Wow, 2 posts today.

I used to hate this word and the meaning of it - bittersweet. I used to think: Ew, no, I only want sweet. No butter please.

But these days, I feel like bittersweet has its own charm. Bittersweet endings can actually be so satisfying. Like: it could've been 'meant to be', but the timing was just a little off.

Is that oddly satisfying or is it just me?

Sparky x

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