my heart is calling out for you. It is silently screaming, wishing for a real closure—a closure that my heart can finally accept so I can truly move on. ​I wonder if that ever happens... will I finally

Has my subconscious finally reached an ending, a final conclusion to give up and leave the two of you be?

It feels like the universe is just teasing me, sabotaging my attempt to move on.

Remembering it was heavy. I realize now that I am traumatized by it all. Even when I think I am finally okay, any sudden reminder of you can still make my chest tighten.

I realize I’m just circling back to the same place, constantly trying to explain myself

sometimes it still feels like I peek back into the chapter of us.

lately, the thoughts of you have faded. I should be happy about that, even if you still occasionally pop into my head. Maybe I was just so used to thinking about you that it became a habit.

Lucky you, right? I am left to feel all this pain because of you, simply because I wanted to. And there you are, completely unaware of it all, probably happy with your new partner

Please be mine again... that was the desperate thought that just slipped into my mind just now

We never really talked about it we just lived in the moment, clinging to the present and the brief time we had.

When I looked at her, I just nodded in pain. I pretended it didn’t sting, that it didn’t hurt. But honestly, how are you supposed to react to something like that? Deep down, I know I was hurt.

I’m afraid I never got the closure I needed that day. All I remember is how painful it was how certain you were that you didn’t want to get back with me.

You appear in my dreams, replaying the same story, about us still together, and happy. But it always ends with you leaving me for someone else.

I also remember catching a glimpse of my ex in the dream. When I woke up, I wasn’t happy about it, especially because I remembered everything so clearly.

whenever I start to do something creative and put ideas into action, my confidence dies down because so many "what-ifs"

These tears are the signature of my pain. It’s sad, but I need to let it go. I don't want to live in the past anymore

Recalling that day still makes me wince. It was the most painful experience of my life. You put up a boundary, and I lashed out

my heart still wants you, still longs for you but It’s a dead love, just floating in the air with no direction, just pure longing.

I’m going into the rest of the day wishing I wouldn't think of you, but I know myself too well. It’s impossible

a sweet scene in a show triggered a memory of us, and suddenly, I’m back in the 'what ifs.' I know it’s impossible, but I find myself thinking that if I had another chance, I’d never let go