and u die a little..

u might think u dun care anymore. u let it look dat way. but the truth is quieter and heavier than dat - u break a little each time u see them hurt. u die a lil every time u choose distance, telling urself it’s necessary, hoping dat one day u’ll hav the courage to admit how deeply u still love them. u’ve learned how to appear cold, maybe even heartless. but behind closed doors, u miss them - the warmth, the familiarity, the way their presence once felt like home.

u keep running, convincing urself u’ve moved on, yet ur heart keeps looping back. it still chooses them, even wit the scars, the exhaustion, and the memories dat refuse to fade. u love them. maybe u always will. but love like dis isnt simple anymore. it’s hard to say “i love u” to someone who has turned away - someone who broke u more times than u can count, someone who left when all u wanted was them to stay. it’s hard to keep loving when reality has already pushed u onto separate paths.

there’s somethg quietly tragic about dat. dis might be a love u grieve for the rest of ur life. a love dat never quite ends, only changes shape. and sometimes, u still catch urself wondering y two hearts dat never truly stopped loving each other cldn’t find a way to remain together.