No one talks about how heavy silence feels after someone leaves. You still catch yourself reaching for your phone, about to share something — then remember they’re not there anymore.

Letting go doesn’t always mean you stopped caring.
It means you finally accepted that some things are meant to be experienced, not kept.

You can love someone deeply and still realize they’re not your forever.
That’s not weakness — that’s growth. 🌱

Sometimes you meet the right person at the wrong time.
And no matter how much you care, life pulls you in different directions.

But I think the love that truly matters never really disappears.
It just sits quietly in the background — rooting for you, even if it can’t stay. ❤️