"I still open our chats sometimes

not to msg you, just to stare.

because that used to be my favorite place, 

where love felt alive in words and hearts.

now it's quiet.

no typing dots, no replies, 

just me scrolling through old messages 

like they're sacred ruins of something I may never have again.

It's strange how silence can scream your name louder than anything.

how a chat that once made me smile and laugh 

now hurts a bit to look at,

not in a bitter way

but in soft yearning,

knowing what we had was good

knowing it couldve been more,

knowing neither of us is at fault

that life just happened, that priorities had to change

but still, I go back there.

becuase i can still see the way your face looks

when you say those words.

I can still imagine the way your eyes light up 

when you laugh or when you share exciting news 🥲

the time stamps may be from different month, a different year

but the way the words make my heart feel 

make it seem like it wasnt that long ago...

It seems like you were just here.