It’s been a week since the end, and it still hurts just as deeply. I really miss him. Not that long ago I was the happiest I’d been in a long time, and now I’m facing one of the hardest pains of my life.
I hadn’t realized how lonely I’d been until I felt what it was like to have him close. I miss that so much. My heart wants to beg and plead, even knowing it wouldn’t be enough. That truth breaks me: how a single word from him could feel like it would heal me — and yet, that word never comes.
I don’t understand how he can choose to walk away when I know how much care and love I was ready to give. That’s the part that hurts the most: the rejection of the love I carry inside me.
But this letter is my proof: I loved deeply, honestly, and fully. And I am the one who carries this truth. Even if he turned away, my love was real.
One day, I will read this and see how far I’ve come — and I will remember that even in my deepest pain, I was brave enough to feel everything.
Last updated on:2025-09-11T22:44:02+05:30
Comments (3)
when i kept writing letters to him almost like proof that my love existed even if he didn’t want it. looks like you’re doing the same holding onto the only part that’s still yours.
i felt that same ache missing someone who made me feel less lonely for the first time. the love you carry is real i know what it’s like to sit with it when it has nowhere to go.
i begging in my head for him to just say one thing to pull me back. he never did. it pissed me off that i was drowning and he just walked out like it was nothing.