|June 5, 2025|
Title: When Silence Speaks Louder Than Words
Dear G and Ty,
I never got to say everything I wanted to.
And maybe that's for the best.
You both showed me different versions of heartbreak - one sharp and chaotic, the other quiet and confusing. With G, I knew love could burn like fire, and with Ty, I learned love could disappear like smoke.
Both left me cold.
I used to think closure had to come from you - an apology, a change, a message. But lately, I'm realizing that sometimes closure comes from silence. From unanswered texts. From walking past each other like strangers. From watching you choose someone else - not because I wasn't good enough, but because you weren't ready to meet me where I needed to be met.
I still have moments where I scroll through old chats, where I wonder, "What if," where I hope the phone will light up with your name. And I hate that. I hate how much space you still take up in my heart. But I've also learned not to shame myself for it. It just means I loved deeply and that isn't weakness. That's beautiful.
But today, I want to make peace with the silence.
I want to stop expecting answers that will never come.
I want to stop hoping that you'll return - because even if you did, I'm not the same girl anymore.
You don't get to come back when I've finally started healing.
You don't get to watch me bloom after helping bury me.
Not this time.
I'm writing this not to bring you back - but to set myself free.
- Me 🤎














