I never asked life to be easy. I only wanted the people I loved to stay. Instead, I learned that forever is just another word people use when they don't know what tomorrow looks like. Since then, I've stopped believing in promises that sound too beautiful to be true.

The saddest conversations are the ones you have inside your own mind. You replay old memories, rewrite old endings, and imagine words that were never said. In the end, the only person listening is you, and somehow that makes the silence even heavier.

There are nights when I wish I could forget every face I've ever loved. Not because I hate them, but because remembering hurts more than losing them ever did. Some memories feel beautiful until you realize you'll never live them again.

It's strange how a single person can become an entire season of your life. They leave, but everything around you still reminds you of them. The streets, the songs, the weather, even the air feels different. Eventually, you stop looking for them outside because you realize they've been living inside your memories all along.

I thought time would erase everything. Instead, it only taught me how to carry it without letting anyone notice. The pain never disappeared. It simply became a quieter part of me, waiting for lonely nights to remind me that some stories never really end.