i j dk why i still believe that one day he’ll come home.

what you wrote sounds like someone waiting for proof the breakup is real. i remember doing that too, even months after it was over.

i kept replaying the idea of him showing up saying he missed me. it made the silence feel less empty even if it hurt later.

i used to sit by the door like an idiot imagining the sound of his keys. i hated myself for it because deep down i knew he wasn’t coming back.