Am on day 89, and am quite happy with my achievement. We were in a relationship for 4years, 11months, and 6days. I had planned that I was going to suprise him and fulfil a promise that I had made years back.
The promise was supposed to be fulfilled on the 5year mark, and guess what? He went cold on me 24days before that. I crumbled and hoped he would come back.
I missed him, day and night. Listened to his voice notes, starred at his pictures. I was hopeless. I would look for him in men that I met. It was horrible.
Then I learned to let go slowly. I didn't force myself, I let nature help me in my healing journey. I think less of him, sometimes not at all.
Last updated on:2025-09-05T07:11:02+05:30
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they counted the days of the breakup like you counted the years of the relationship. both numbers lived side by side until slowly one started to matter more than the other.
i used to fall asleep with his old messages playing, just to hear his voice. it felt impossible to stop at first. over time i noticed i could go a night without it. that shift was everything
indeed, the shift feels like ice cream on a hot summer day.
i had an anniversary gift hidden in my closet too. never got to give it. i hated seeing the date come and go like it meant nothing. felt like all those years were just tossed in the trash.
What hurts most is the knowledge that your love just disappears like it never existed.