Love this - The silence of a hopeful person is louder than any noise.I crossed cities just to see her smile,
waited for pings that never felt late.
We spoke in midnight silences,
laughed in reels she sent “React”?
Gifts unopened, still wrapped in hope—
now gathering dust, like the words I don’t send.
Letting go isn't forgetting her,
just learning where I end.View attachment 367130
Hope is one way to put it. Realisation is better.Love this - The silence of a hopeful person is louder than any noise.
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Beautiful and heartfelt niceI crossed cities just to see her smile,
waited for pings that never felt late.
We spoke in midnight silences,
laughed in reels she sent “React”?
Gifts unopened, still wrapped in hope—
now gathering dust, like the words I don’t send.
Letting go isn't forgetting her,
just learning where I end.View attachment 367130
Awesome.I crossed cities just to see her smile,
waited for pings that never felt late.
We spoke in midnight silences,
laughed in reels she sent “React”?
Gifts unopened, still wrapped in hope—
now gathering dust, like the words I don’t send.
Letting go isn't forgetting her,
just learning where I end.View attachment 367130
Dust always clears with time( if u want it too clear) what once gathered on gifts and memories will fade... If someone doesn't stay, maybe they were never meant to be part of your forever. Letting go isn't weakness---its the courage to accept what love refused to give back....I crossed cities just to see her smile,
waited for pings that never felt late.
We spoke in midnight silences,
laughed in reels she sent “React”?
Gifts unopened, still wrapped in hope—
now gathering dust, like the words I don’t send.
Letting go isn't forgetting her,
just learning where I end.View attachment 367130
"Letting go is not giving up. It’s choosing freedom over fragments."Dust always clears with time( if u want it too clear) what once gathered on gifts and memories will fade... If someone doesn't stay, maybe they were never meant to be part of your forever. Letting go isn't weakness---its the courage to accept what love refused to give back....
Sometimes letting go isn't about losing someone, its about reclaiming the parts of yourself you left in their shadow.I crossed cities just to see her smile,
waited for pings that never felt late.
We spoke in midnight silences,
laughed in reels she sent “React”?
Gifts unopened, still wrapped in hope—
now gathering dust, like the words I don’t send.
Letting go isn't forgetting her,
just learning where I end.View attachment 367130
It’s true—reclaiming yourself is a quiet kind of strength. But it doesn’t make the silence any less heavy when the other person isn’t even looking back for closure. Some people chase distractions while we’re left piecing ourselves back together in the stillness. Healing asks for courage... especially when clarity never came.Sometimes letting go isn't about losing someone, its about reclaiming the parts of yourself you left in their shadow.
This is powerful emotional tone without overexplaining.I crossed cities just to see her smile,
waited for pings that never felt late.
We spoke in midnight silences,
laughed in reels she sent “React”?
Gifts unopened, still wrapped in hope—
now gathering dust, like the words I don’t send.
Letting go isn't forgetting her,
just learning where I end.View attachment 367130
Guess ghosting is their version of inner peace."There’s something oddly admirable about how some people can vanish without a word — no explanation, no closure, just pure, effortless silence. That level of carelessness? Impressive, really. Must be peaceful to live without the burden of decency."
Inner peace, more like fear to face but we should not compel them. Hoping they will comeback, woah that changes the whole point of letting go.Guess ghosting is their version of inner peace.
But yeah, I get how it can feel careless when you’re on the other side of it.
Oh? Fear of facing what, exactly?Inner peace, more like fear to face but we should not compel them. Hoping they will comeback.
Sounds more like an excuse than actual fear.Fear to make it clear what we want. Fear to commit…, fear to accept its not always feels like stars twinkling… ahvo differs for each ones.
Well I guess its better to let go...cause in the end we gotta choose our own lil peace!Yeah fear or excuse they may name it…the ghosts may name it according to their comfort.