I almost messaged you today..
My fingers hovered
like they still remembered you
better than my mind does.
It would’ve been easy.
Just a “hey”
like nothing ever broke between us,
like I didn’t learn the pattern
the hard way.
Because I already know how it goes.
You’ll reply.
Not fully,
just enough.
Just enough to pull me back in.
Just enough to make me feel seen again.
And I’ll take it.
We’ll talk like we used to.
Laugh like nothing changed.
Stay up too late,
like we’re still us,
like the distance between us never grew teeth.
And for a few hours,
I’ll forget.
I’ll forget how you leave.
I’ll forget how quiet you get.
I’ll forget how I’m always the one
left holding the conversation,
holding the feelings,
holding everything.
But morning always comes.
And just like that,
you disappear again.
No explanation.
No continuation.
Just silence,
like the night never happened.
Like I never mattered enough
to be remembered in daylight.
Last updated on:2026-05-13T21:50:23+05:30
Comments (5)
that part about “just enough to pull me back in” hit me right in the chest. i had someone like that too, they’d come back with one late night conversation and suddenly i’d forget every lonely silent day that came before it. the nighttime version of them felt loving, then morning came and i was invisible again 💔
I remember reaching out but he'll reply few hours before he sleeps, we' ll talk for an hour or two and once he wanted to sleep. That's the end of it.
i’m honestly proud you didn’t send it. i know that sounds small but breaking that cycle is HARD when your heart is starving for even tiny pieces of the
Thank you, this made me feel better 😭
when you picture messaging them, do you think you’re hoping for real change this time or just hoping to feel close to them again for one more night?