i thought letting go would feel like falling. but it’s quieter. subtle. like the tide retreating slowly, taking some of your pain with it, leaving the rest for you to handle.

sometimes healing feels like watching someone you loved live happily without you. and that’s enough.

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detachment isn’t forgetting. it’s learning to love yourself even when they never did.

numbness feels heavier than sadness. it’s quiet, cold, and endless.

sometimes missing someone feels like carrying their weight in your chest. silently. endlessly.

people leave. some quietly, some with chaos. the hardest part is realizing it’s never about you, it’s about who they are. and that’s enough to set yourself free.

healing isn’t a straight line. some days you laugh like nothing happened. some nights the ache returns. progress is learning to carry both without collapsing.

i gave you pieces of myself you never cared to fit together.

sometimes missing someone feels like carrying their weight in your chest. silently. endlessly.

letting go doesn’t feel like relief. it feels like carrying a lighter version of yourself while the rest waits behind.

numbness feels like a protective coat, warm, safe, but heavy and hard to move in.

detachment isn’t hatred. it’s respect for your own energy.

i don’t want closure. i want clarity. but clarity is a luxury only some people give.

numbness doesn’t feel like nothing. it feels like everything has lost color and weight.

i thought detachment would feel empty. instead, it’s loud. loud with self-awareness, loud with noticing who deserves your energy. loud with realizing peace isn’t given, it’s chosen.

i wonder if you ever feel the same emptiness you left in me.

you can care for someone deeply and still choose peace over them.

grief is like a shadow. it follows you even when the person is long gone.

the hardest part isn’t letting go. it’s convincing your heart to follow your mind.

detaching is not forgetting. it’s learning how to sit in the same room with your memories without bleeding. some days you fail. some days you survive. and that is enough.