An Open Letter to the Person I Lost

There’s a strange silence in the spaces you once filled.

Some days, it feels like I still carry on conversations with you in my mind, telling you how my day went, asking how yours was. I wonder if you do the same, or if your world has moved on, as it should. I hope it has. You deserve joy without hesitation, love without burden.

I remember how you used to look at me, like I was someone who mattered. And I did, to you. That truth both heals me and haunts me.

You were ready to build a life together. You had dreams, and I was in them. But I was standing at a crossroads, holding too many responsibilities and too much fear. I chose to stay behind, and let you walk ahead.

Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if I had just said yes.

But I didn’t. And now, all I can do is send my love quietly through these words, hoping they find a way to reach the part of you that still remembers.

Be well. Be at peace. And if by chance you ever miss me, know this: you are not alone in that feeling


Y.Y

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