Sometimes I think people underestimate how real love can feel in long distance.
We may not have held hands every day or gone on physical dates, but you were still part of my everyday life. You were in my routines. In my late nights. In random calls that lasted for hours while we played games together. In those quiet moments where we didn’t even need to talk, just hearing you breathe on the other side of the call felt enough.
So when things ended, it wasn’t just losing a person.It felt like losing a space I lived in every day.
That’s why it confuses me sometimes how you can let go so easily when just a few months ago, you made me feel like I was the best thing that ever happened to you.
Because I still remember all those nights.
All the “goodnight, I’ll call you tomorrow.”
All the games that feel empty now because they still remind me of you.
And maybe to other people it sounds small because it happened through screens and calls, but to me it was real. You were real to me.
That’s why this hurts the way it does.
Last updated on:2026-05-13T18:56:31+05:30
Comments (8)
Mine’s long distance too. I get it. god, I get it so deeply. we visited one another occasionally but having space from him when we were one another’s entire world… torment, it’s torment. I’m sorry you’re going through this. I’m here. :)
we're continents apart, I appreciate your comment. Thank you!
i honestly think the games and calls and tiny everyday habits are the hardest part to grieve.
we don't even talk 24/7. Just having someone to be there for you everyday is already enough tbh
when you think about him now, do you miss HIM most or do you miss the version of life you had when he was woven into all your days?
my last relationship was long distance too and people acted like it was somehow “less real” because we weren’t physically together all the time, meanwhile that person was literally part of every single day of my life. losing her felt like losing my home routine and my safest place all at once
I'm still fighting the urge to chat or text him telling him what's happening about my day, and it's killing me not knowing what's he's doing and if he's thinking about me or us.
we always lose more than just one person in a break up, we lose our future, our routine, our home, our passions and sometimes even our mental home. It's very hard and complex