Hey love,
There's someone your heart still whispers to.
Someone whose absence still echoes in quiet moments.
Maybe they left.
Maybe you had to walk away.
Either way,
A part of you stayed waiting.
Healing someone's absence isn't about erasing them.
It's about letting the memory breathe without letting it anchor you in yesterday.
You don't need to hate them to move on.
You can love them and still let them go.
The truth is,
Some souls are not meant to stay.
They come to show us how deep we can feel,
How much we can love,
And then they leave us with a quieter kind of strength.
You might still replay the moments,
Still reach for a voice that doesn't answer.
That's okay.
Grief is the heart's way of remembering what mattered.
But love,
Real love,
Doesn't need possession.
It only asks for gratitude.
So whisper a thank you,
Even through tears.
Thank you for the laughter.
Thank you for the pain that shaped you.
Thank you for the lesson that goodbye was really a beginning in disguise.
Letting go doesn't mean forgetting.
It means you stop clinging to what can't return.
You stop rewriting the story and let it be what it was.
Beautiful,
Brief,
Unfinished.
When you think of them again,
Don't close your heart,
Open it.
Let the memory become a quiet prayer,
Not a wound that keeps reopening.
You've been carrying their ghost long enough.
You've already built a life around the missing piece.
Now it's time to see that your hands are free again.
Free to create,
Free to receive,
Free to hold yourself.
Look at you,
Still here,
Still breathing,
Still becoming.
Every goodbye has carved space for something new to arrive.
The past has done its job.
And now,
Love can return in another form.
Through peace,
Through freedom,
Through you.