“I saw you today. After all these years, after all the nights I spent breaking myself apart just to understand why you left. And for a split second, our eyes met—just like they used to. But this time, my heart didn’t clench. My breath didn’t hitch. There was no storm raging inside me, no flood of memories crashing through the walls I spent years rebuilding. Just silence. Just a hollow space where you used to live.I loved you once—so fiercely, so recklessly, I thought I would never unlove you. I swore you were the kind of love that stays, the kind that lingers in the bones long after it’s gone. But standing there, looking at you, I realized… I felt nothing. Not love. Not pain. Not even the longing that used to keep me awake at night. Where did it go? That love I thought would never leave? Did it slip through the cracks of time, did it fade with every unanswered question, with every moment I spent learning how to live without you? Or was it never really love at all—just a lesson in disguise, teaching me that some people are only meant to pass through, not stay? I don’t know. I just know that today, I saw you, and for the first time in forever—you were just someone I used to know.” — memoirsofbilal (via Instagram)
