He said he would reach out to me next week when we broke up to check in and talk more but i can’t stop thinking about him. everything reminds me of him. writing is helping and i feel like i am writing all the things i have kept in for the past year and a half.
Last updated on:2025-07-27T14:15:04+05:30
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i used to check my phone nonstop that week. hoping. spiraling. it’s wild how someone can leave but still take up so much space in your head. you’re not alone.
same. EVERYTHING reminded me of them. like breathing was a trigger.
writing was the only place i could say what i never got to say.
ugh this hurt to read. i remember clinging to i’ll reach out like it was a lifeline. but silence hurts louder than words sometimes. writing saved me too. keep going, get it all out.
i write an unsent letter every night. pages and pages. it helps me. i feel i am holding on to hope, not him.
same. i couldn’t go anywhere without seeing him in everything. it’s like your brain hasn’t caught up to reality yet.