& one day if we decide to stop talking, i still wish you the best. i still hope you reach your dreams the same way i'll reach mine cos no matter how things end btwn us, there was a version of me that wanted to see you win.
a version of me that prayed for your happiness, celebrated your small victories and imagined a future where we would cheer each other on. it breaks my heart that maybe we won't be there to witness each other's biggest moments anymore but love isn't always measured by who stays. sometimes, it's measured by who can let go without wishing the other person any less
& maybe one day, we'll become strangers with beautiful memories and separate lives. you'll be somewhere building the life you've always wanted and i'll be doing the same. we may no longer know the details of each other's days but i hope life is gentle with you. i hope your dreams come true and i hope that somewhere in btwn all the distance and silence, you know that i never stopped rooting for you. even after losing you, i never wanted you to lose yourself. buena suerte ❤️
“go no contact and block his number”
“focus on yourself”
“time will heal it”
but no one tells you what to do when you wake up at 2am, your chest hurts and your brain won’t stop replaying him