i realised today that i had forgotten the way his voice sounded. i don't know when exactly my mind shut out all of the memories of him, when i stopped replaying all of our moments of muffled laughing, hushed whispering, how all of those months together drifted into nothing. how could i even forget, when every morning, every night, i am filled with an overwhelming sense of loneliness that made its way to me after his departure.
i guess i dwelt more on my own mistakes and sorrow, instead of remembering the good between us. the relationship we used to have. i was so caught up in needing somebody, that i forgot the small details of the person that claimed to have needed me.
my friends say it's a good thing, that it's a step closer to healing. but what if i don't want to heal, at least fully? what if i still want to remember the voice of the boy who made me believe in love again, just for a short while?
Last updated on:2026-01-27T21:15:04+05:30
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when you think about remembering him, is it more about the comfort of the past, or the fear of completely letting him go
it’s okay to not want to fully heal yet. sometimes sitting with the memories, even the small ones, is part of figuring out what you truly need
i forgot the sound of his voice too, even though the loneliness hit me hard every day. it felt like losing pieces of myself while still holding on