Seven Days

Luffytheone others

The last message I sent you still sits there.Delivered.Read.No reply.It’s strange how a small word like “read” can feel like a door slamming shut.I remember staring at the screen that night, watching the typing bubble appear… then disappear… then nothing. Like you had something to say but decided I wasn’t worth the effort.That was the moment something inside me cracked.Not loudly.Just quietly enough that only I could hear it.Love doesn’t usually end in some dramatic explosion the way movies show it. Sometimes it ends in a slow silence… where you keep showing up, hoping the other person will finally meet you halfway.But they never do.I used to think heartbreak meant someone leaving.Now I know it’s worse than that.Heartbreak is when someone stays just close enough to keep you hoping… but never close enough to love you the way you deserve.For a long time, I told myself things would change.That if I loved harder… waited longer… forgave more…Somehow we’d find our way back to the beginning.But the truth finally found me.Love isn’t supposed to make you lose yourself.And somewhere along the way…I did.So this is the story of the seven days that followed.Seven days of silence.Seven days of fighting the urge to go back.Seven days of learning how to breathe without someone I thought I needed.Seven days that felt like torture.But also the seven days that finally set me free.

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