I don’t even know what I’m doing right now. I don’t know if you’ll ever read this, and if you do, I’m not asking for anything. I just need to get this out of me because it’s too heavy to carry anymore. I miss you. And not just in the way people miss an ex. I miss you like I’ve lost a limb and now I’m trying to figure out how to function without it. 193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡchG0CYVJ1C
I miss your voice, your laugh, your quiet little comments. I miss sitting in silence with you and still feeling full. I miss the way you’d look at me sometimes like you actually saw me. I haven’t felt seen like that since. I thought I’d be okay. I thought after everything that happened, maybe the ending would bring me some relief. I told myself I should be mad, that I should hate you, that it would make it easier to let go.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3agr7hY4VM
But I’m not mad. Not really. And if I ever sounded like I was, it was just because it hurt too much to admit how much I still loved you. How much I still do. I’ve been sleeping at Maddy’s almost every night because I can’t stand being alone in my room. It’s too quiet. And when it’s quiet, I think of you. I think of all the little memories I wish I could go back to. 193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5XGdPSPjVn
The car rides. The late-night talks. The moments when I’d catch you smiling at me and my whole body would just… calm down. I tried talking to someone new. He was great- on paper, he’s perfect. But I realized I was searching for pieces of you in him. And that’s not fair to him, or to me. So I ended it. Because the truth is, my heart is still with you. Even now. Even after everything. I know we both made mistakes. I know we both hurt each other. And I’m not here to rehash it or rewrite it. I just wish you could still see the version of me that loved you so fully. The one who believed in you, in us. The one who would’ve done anything to make you feel safe and wanted. That version of me is still here, even if you’re not. I still have you pinned on everything, even though you blocked me. 193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJbd86eRv2d
I don’t know why. Maybe part of me is still holding out hope for something- anything. Or maybe I’m just not ready to let go completely. I deleted our pictures, but they’re still in my recently deleted. And every time I see that little countdown, it hurts. Like I’m slowly being erased from a chapter I wasn’t ready to stop reading. I’m not writing this to guilt you. I’m writing this because I loved you- deeply, endlessly, and with everything I had. And losing you has been the hardest thing I’ve ever gone through. If you ever think of me, I hope it’s with softness. I hope you remember how much I cared. Even now, I still do. I don’t know what happens next. I don’t know how I move forward. But I needed you to know that you mattered. That you still matter. I love you. Always.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAQdQByukHN
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