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My heart screams your name,
but my mind stays quiet.
I miss you.
I really do.
But if I reach out now,
I know I’ll break all over again,
and all this progress
will mean nothing.
I still wonder about you every day.
How have your days been?
Have you been eating well?
And the thought that hurts the most is this:
Are you happy?
Happy in a life without me.
And if the answer is yes,
then maybe I made the right choice.
Because if your happiness
requires my absence,
then I’ll carry that pain for you.
Maybe my final act of love
is learning how to leave you alone.
To give you the peace
you always said you needed.
And I’ll slowly fade in my own corner,
not loudly,
not all at once,
but like a fire losing its spark
little by little.
Every day without you,
every thought of you with someone else,
it eats at me quietly.
I tried locking my heart away,
but somehow
your name still became the password.
I hope one day I’ll truly move on.
That one day I’ll hear your name
and my chest won’t ache anymore.
So for now,
I’ll let life happen.
If something is truly meant for me,
maybe it’ll return someday.
And if not,
then maybe something better is waiting ahead.
But God…
I really wanted it to be you.

I guess life teaches through loss,
and growth never comes without pain.
This has been the hardest lesson
I’ve ever had to learn.
But at the end of the day,
I still want you to be happy
With me,
or without me.
Because you deserve that.
Take care of yourself.
And stay positive.
I miss you.
And a part of me probably always will.

As my final act of love,
I’m letting you go.
Not because I stopped loving you,
but because loving you became too heavy to carry alone.
If you had loved me back,
or even wanted me to truly be part of your life,
I swear there isn’t a line in this world
I wouldn’t have crossed for you.
But you were never sure of me.
So even though it hurts like hell,
I need to let you go.
For real this time.
I keep replaying our memories in my head.
It’s fucking torture.
Your smile.
Your beautiful eyes.
Your daily check-ins.
Your dumb jokes.
The way you cared about people so naturally,
like loving others was written into you.
You were perfect in every way
a person could imagine.
And somehow, I can still feel the tie between our souls.
I loved your soul.
I adored your existence.
You became my everything.
And that’s exactly what drained me.
I started losing myself
inside a love that was never truly mine.
That’s why leaving you feels like
leaving a piece of my soul behind somewhere
and pretending it doesn’t hurt.
The more I loved you,
the more terrified I became
of the day I would lose you
and lose myself with you.
You became my reason to wake up.
My constant notification.
My person when the world felt too heavy.
My safe place.
Loving you was both the best
and worst thing
that ever happened to me.
I learned how to love through you.
And maybe loving is another form of living.
But every kind of love comes with a price.
And your presence
started killing me slowly.
The butterflies I used to feel
when I thought about you
now feel like they’re eating me alive.
That’s when I realized
I had to let you go.
Not because I wanted to,
but because I needed to become
a better version of myself.
A version that knows self love
A version that can stand on its own.
And maybe…
a version that will still love you forever,
just from a distance
Always from afar .

So my pieces are all chronologically related and it’s about my feelings towards a real person
Hope you enjoy reading it :)

As my final act of love,
I’m letting you go.
Not because I stopped loving you,
but because loving you became too heavy to carry alone.
If you had loved me back,
or even wanted me to truly be part of your life,
I swear there isn’t a line in this world
I wouldn’t have crossed for you.
But you were never sure of me.
So even though it hurts like hell,
I need to let you go.
For real this time.
I keep replaying our memories in my head.
It’s fucking torture.
Your smile.
Your beautiful eyes.
Your daily check-ins.
Your dumb jokes.
The way you cared about people so naturally,
like loving others was written into you.
You were perfect in every way
a person could imagine.
And somehow, I can still feel the tie between our souls.

I loved your soul.
I adored your existence.
You became my everything.
And that’s exactly what drained me.
I started losing myself
inside a love that was never truly mine.

That’s why leaving you feels like
leaving a piece of my soul behind somewhere
and pretending it doesn’t hurt.

The more I loved you,
the more terrified I became
of the day I would lose you
and lose myself with you.

You became my reason to wake up.
My constant notification.
My person when the world felt too heavy.
My safe place.

Loving you was both the best
and worst thing
that ever happened to me.

I learned how to love through you.
And maybe loving is another form of living.

But every kind of love comes with a price.

And your presence
started killing me slowly.

The butterflies I used to feel
when I thought about you
now feel like they’re eating me alive.

That’s when I realized
I had to let you go.

Not because I wanted to,
but because I needed to become
a better version of myself.

A version that knows self love
A version that can stand on its own.

And maybe…
a version that will still love you forever,
just from a distance
Always from afar .

Ok so with all my pieces are chronologically related it’s like the development of my situation hope you enjoy :)

saw it before I felt it
the quiet way you carried light,
like something sacred had chosen you
long before I ever could.
I can see that you’re a mother in the making,
not in years, but in the way you hold the world
soft, patient, like your hands already know
how to fix what hasn’t broken yet.
Your eyes…
they’re not just beautiful, no
they’re burning in passion and delightful like the moon,
steady, distant, pulling tides inside of me
I never learned how to control.
And God, I loved you loudly in silence.
I stood beside you like a friend,
laughed when I should’ve confessed,
spoke in half-truths and safe words
because loving you felt too real
to risk turning into something fragile.
You deserved something that stays.
Not a storm, not a spark that dies
but something rooted, something patient,
something that doesn’t forget how to breathe
when things get quiet.
So I loved you in restraint.
In glances that lasted a second too long,
in steps slowed just to walk beside you,
in the way my voice softened
without asking for permission.
Maybe you knew.
Maybe you didn’t.
But I swear
every version of love I could’ve given you
lived inside me all at once,
and still…
I chose to keep it whole
rather than risk breaking it in your hands.
Because some loves
aren’t meant to be proven
just carried.

I spent months in the dark, barely breathing at all
Your shadow on my pillow like a ghost on the wall
Lost my hunger, lost direction, couldn’t step out of bed
Every heartbeat felt like rusted wires hanging by a thread
And my neighborhood’s a graveyard of the moments we made
Every turn is a reminder I can’t seem to evade
Tried to walk out for air, but it tore me even more
’Cause your kiss still haunts the space right in front of my door
And I swore I’d never heal from the wreck you left behind
But sorrow fades to silence when it’s had too much time
I’m heartless now, nothing stirs inside my chest
You took the flame I held, now I freeze where I rest
Used to break for you, fall apart at your name
But the boy that loved you deeply will never be the same
I’m heartless now, just a ghost trying to survive
Heartless now… not sure if I’m even alive
It was a Wednesday the first one with no trace of you near
The day we used to meet in that secret place my dear
But that Wednesday felt quieter than death breathing down my neck
One week after the ending, no contact, nothing left
You had my number blocked, so I dialed just to hear
Your voicemail echo back, like a ghost in my ear
I hung up after seconds, telling myself to forget
But my phone rang “No Caller ID”… I knew the voice without regret

That was the proof, the thread we couldn’t sever
Two souls still interlinked though we swore to end forever
But proof don’t heal a heart it only deepens the bruise
And love after goodbye is a war you always lose
And I swore I’d never heal from the wreck you left behind
But the ember turned to ashes… then the cold made me blind
I’m heartless now, nothing stirs inside my chest
You took the flame I held, now I freeze where I rest
Used to break for you, fall apart at your name
But the boy that loved you deeply will never be the same
I’m heartless now, just a ghost trying to survive
Heartless now… not sure if I’m even alive
Maybe warmth will find me someday
Maybe love won’t feel like decay
But right now I’m just dust in the light
Drifting alone through my own night
And you
You were the storm and the calm
Now you’re gone… and I’m gone
I’m heartless now, nothing moves inside my chest
You took the fire out, left me hollow and pressed
I used to die for you, now I barely react
Yeah, I loved you more than life
But there’s no turning back
I’m heartless now, that’s the only way I survive
Heartless now…
But somehow still alive

I loved you quietly.

Not because I was afraid of you,
but because what I felt for you
was too real to risk turning into something temporary.
So I stood beside you like a friend.
I laughed with you,
walked with you,
spoke with you like my heart was calm
while inside it carried your name everywhere.
There were moments I knew.
The way your eyes stayed on mine
a second longer than they should.
The way silence between us
never felt empty.
I knew you felt it too.
But I had seen what love looks like
when people rush it.
Two hearts running toward each other
only to collide,
burn bright for a moment,
then fall apart every other week.
I never wanted that with you.
I never wanted to be the boy
who floods your phone with sweet words today
and leaves tomorrow.
You deserved something slower.
Something that doesn’t disappear
when the excitement fades.
So I stayed quiet with my love.
Not because it was small
but because it was too deep
to treat like a moment.
While others were chasing sparks,
I was hoping for a fire
that would last a lifetime.

You told me you weren’t ready.
Not for love, not for promises,
not for someone asking you to stay
when your life already felt like it was collapsing.
You said there was too much going on inside you,
too many thoughts, too many fears,
and I believed you
because your eyes looked tired in a way
that didn’t know how to lie.
So I stepped back.
Not because I wanted to,
but because loving you meant respecting the chaos
you were trying to survive.
I told myself love can wait.
That if it’s real, it doesn’t run,
it learns patience,
it learns silence.
For a month, I carried your absence
like something fragile.
I defended you in conversations
you were never part of
I explained your leaving better than you ever did.
I thought pain would come loudly
with tears, with nights that break you open.
But pain chose something worse.
It arrived quietly
and sat inside my chest
until it felt like home.
Then I saw you.
Not alone.
Not healing.
Not waiting.
You were with my someone else
laughing the way you used to laugh with me,
touching him the way your hands once rested
on my arms when the world felt too heavy for you.
In that moment, I expected my heart to shatter.
Instead, it went still.
Like a room after everyone leaves.
I didn’t feel anger.
I didn’t feel betrayal.
I didn’t even feel sadness.
I realized I had already spent
all the feeling I had on you.
Every hope.
Every excuse.
Every quiet “it’s okay”
I said when it wasn’t.
Something inside me didn’t break,
it turned off.
I don’t miss you the way people think missing works.
I miss the version of me
who still believed love survives patience,
who thought understanding was enough
to keep someone from leaving.
You weren’t ready for love.
And maybe that was true.
But I was.
And being ready for someone
who walks away
leaves a different kind of emptiness
one that doesn’t hurt,
one that just stays.

Im actually living a current situation like this and I just feel empty I don’t know if I will ever fall for someone this intense ever again I hope y’all had a great lecture!!

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Do you love me,
or just the idea of me?
Because when you don’t really know me,
I can be anything you want.
I don’t make mistakes,
I don’t say the wrong things,
I don’t disappoint you.
In your head, I’m perfect.
But if I open up,
if I show you who I really am
my flaws, my doubts,
the parts that aren’t so pretty
will you still look at me the same?
Or will I slowly become less
than what you imagined?
It’s easier to stay a dream,
something distant,
something untouchable.
But I’m not a dream.
I’m just a person,
trying, failing, learning.
So tell me
do you want something perfect
that isn’t real,
or someone real
who isn’t perfect?

I didn’t fall for you in some dramatic way.
No lightning strike, no warning.

You just… happened.

You slipped into my life so naturally
I didn’t even realize you were becoming everything.

You were in the first thought I had
before my eyes even opened.
In the way my hand reached for my phone
like it needed you to function.

You became part of my routine
and not the kind you can break.
The kind that rewires you.

Eating felt different if you weren’t there.
Days felt off if I didn’t hear your voice.
Nights felt unfinished without you.

You weren’t just someone I loved.
You were where my life started making sense.

And the worst part?

You told me it was the same for you.

You looked at me and said
I was your everything too.

And I believed you.
God, I believed you like it was truth,
like it was something solid
I could build my whole world on.

But I didn’t understand then

Words are easy.
Words don’t cost anything.

You can say “forever”
and still leave the next day.

Because love isn’t what you say.
It’s what you do.
It’s what you choose
again and again and again.

And one day…

You chose nothing.

No fight.
No explanation.
No “this isn’t working.”

Just silence.

Like I never mattered enough
to deserve an ending.

Do you know what that does to someone?

It doesn’t break you loudly.
It doesn’t give you the release of tears
or the comfort of closure.

It just… hollows you out.

I kept checking my phone like an idiot.
Refreshing conversations that wouldn’t change.
Reading old messages like they meant something
more than just words you left behind.

I tried to find the moment it went wrong.
The sentence I shouldn’t have said.
The version of me that wasn’t enough.

But there was nothing.

Just a void
where you used to be.

And I can’t even cry.

That’s the part that scares me the most.

Because crying would mean
something is still alive inside me,
something fighting to get out.

But this?

This is just numb.

It’s waking up every day
with a weight in my chest
that doesn’t move.

It’s laughing with people
and feeling nothing behind it.

It’s going through life
like I’m watching it happen
instead of living it.

It’s missing you
without even knowing what exactly I miss
you,
or the version of myself
that existed when you were here.

You didn’t just leave.

You took something with you.

And I don’t even know how to get it back.

Because you were my routine.
My comfort.
My certainty.

You were the place I returned to
without thinking.

And now I’m stuck
in a life that still expects me
to function like nothing happened.

But something did.

Something ended
without ending properly.

And that kind of pain…

it doesn’t explode.
It stays.
Quiet.
Heavy.
Unmoving.
Like a wound that never bleeds
but never heals either.
And the worst truth I’ve had to swallow is this
You said I was your everything.
But when it came time to prove it…
I wasn’t even enough
to deserve a goodbye.
Yet before I couldn’t get how
Words means nothing
I thought that forever was really forever
But then you just taught me
That words means nothing
It’s all about the actions
Love isn’t saying that I love you
But acting like it
Everyday even when everything looks against you
You see this person as home
As roof where to hide from this world
I really was dumb wasn’t I
Thinking that you were different
You understood me
You loved me the way that I am
Now it’s just your ghost
And the words that you said
That are tatted in my memory forever
I don’t even hate the fact that you ghosted me
It’s the way that you ghosted me
Like I wasn’t even worth any explanation
I wasn’t something that had a value in your eyes
I would have accepted it and moved on
If you just gave me
Just even the slightest explanation
But now I feel worthless
And oh god dear god that I’m tired
Of seeing you in my dreams
Like a ghost chasing me
I always dream that nothing had had happened between us
That were still ‘ perfect ‘.
As I pictured in my mind
Then I wake up
Check my phone full of hope
Just to get the biggest reality check
If you want to leave me alone
Leave also my dreams and mind

In the end I got a bit messy and just wrote what did go through my head at the moment 😭

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