there’s no breakup to move on from. no conversation that gives you closure. you just kinda wake up one day and realize you’re missing something that you will never truly get back. the fact that some chapters can't never be lived again. hurts me.
lowkey painful when the longing no longer about lover. it's for the people who became part of who you were. a friend who passed away, a version of your family that never existed, a band that will never reunite the same way, or a time in life you can’t return to.