a strange feeling,
knowing how soft someones hands feel,
how they love when someone plays with their ear,
how sensitive they are to their eyebrows plucked,
strangers?
someone I love but forced to act like we had nothing,
a struggle to walk away from something you so desperately wanted,
just a few minutes away,
I find it in me every day not to call you,
why call a stranger?
a stranger who I once planned a wedding with,
who I once wanted a family with,
who I once wanted to travel with,
weird,
feels like we were much more than strangers,
I miss you stranger.
Last updated on:2025-10-24T04:46:03+05:30
Comments (4)
when you say you find it in you every day not to call… what’s the part that stops you? the fear they’ve moved on, or the hope you’ll stop hurting one day?
it’s okay to miss them. what helped me was letting the missing sit there without acting on it. i’d write what i wanted to tell him in notes instead of reaching out. sometimes silence says what closure can’t.
Definitely his loss
i remember seeing my ex at a café months after we ended. the way he laughed, the tiny things i used to know by heart it felt so unreal. like i knew his soul but couldn’t say hi. that “stranger” feeling hurts in a way words can’t explain. 💔