Sometimes I still wish

“Sometimes I still wish you were here— not just in memories, but in person. That would be enough. Or maybe, more than enough to keep me from losing myself again. Back when I had you, it was good. I mean— the best time of my life. But ever since you left, I’ve been struggling to find myself in the pieces you took with you when you walked away. Now, every night feels like relearning how to breathe without your name in the air. And every mirror shows a version of me that misses who I was when I had you.”