I don’t know if you’ll ever read this… but if you do, I hope you know this
I tried everything. Every word I typed, every call I never made, and every night I spent staring at the ceiling all of it was for you. I kept convincing myself that if I just stayed patient, if I kept holding on, you’d somehow feel the weight of my silence and know that I was still waiting… still hoping you’d find your way back to me. I remember everything. Not just the big moments, not just the love, not just the pain I remember all of it. I remember the first day I added you on Hike Messenger. I remember the first message I sent you on Instagram, the hesitation, the overthinking, the way my heart raced when I saw you online. And I remember the first time you replied on WhatsApp, how just that one notification felt like the best thing that had happened to me in a long time. I remember lockdown, the way we’d spend hours talking about everything and nothing. The way we’d create whole worlds in our conversations, like we had all the time in the world. Like we thought nothing could ever c...