the space they left behind.

 

u miss them all the time. every lil thg reminds u of the - their smile, their laugh, the way they used to say ur name like it meant somethg. and when u close ur eyes, u see them as they r, or maybe as they were. frozen in time, perfect and untouchable. u wonder if they ever think of u, if they miss u the way u miss them. "probably not..", u tell urself. it is easier dat way, rite? to assume they dun. maybe they do, maybe they dun. but the silence speaks louder than ur longing ever cld.

u wish u knew. jst one moment of clarity, one answer to quiet the questions running in ur mind. but there’s none. and so, the days pass, and their face begins to blur. memories u once held so tightly start slipping thru ur fingers like grains of sand. u panic at first, trying to hold on to every detail, every word, every fragment of them. but then, it’s futile.

and then it happens. they start to fade - not jst from ur mind, but from ur heart. and yet, there’s a hollow, an emptiness they leave behind. u tell urself it’s better dis way, dat dis is wat moving on feels like. but it is not. it is jst u, learning to live wit a space dat will never be filled. a quiet ache dat lingers in the background, like a shadow dat never quite disappears.

and so, u breathe. one breath, one day at a time. hoping dat one day, the hollow will stop hurting. hoping dat one day, u’ll stop looking for them in the spaces they left behind.