By Allison Taylor

April 27, 2025

It’s strange how time changes everything. There was a time when I couldn’t get enough of you. I’d sit there, waiting for your text to pop up on my screen, and when it did, I’d feel this rush of excitement that would instantly lift my mood. I used to send you the dumbest things—cat videos, memes, random thoughts that had no real purpose except to get a reply from you. It never really went anywhere, those conversations. They’d start, fizzle out, and I’d be left with a sense of longing for something more. But I didn’t mind. Just talking to you, even if it was pointless, felt like everything I needed at the time.

Fast forward six months later, and suddenly, we’re not talking anymore. You stopped responding, slowly pulling away until you were completely gone from my life. I tried to pretend it didn’t matter, that it wasn’t a big deal, but deep down, I knew something was wrong. I wasn’t enough for you, and it stung in ways I couldn’t describe.

I spent nights crying, alone in my room, thinking about everything we had—or thought we had. The late-night conversations that felt endless and full of promise, the mornings when we’d laugh about stupid things, the little arguments that always felt like part of something real. I missed it all, more than I’d ever admit.

And now, here I am, a year later, and it’s like I don’t even know who you are anymore. You were supposed to be the love of my life, the person I thought would stay. But now you’re just… a stranger. The person I once thought was everything to me is nothing more than a distant memory.

When you left, it felt like my world crumbled. You were there during some of the worst moments of my life, and I didn’t know how to cope without you. I lost myself in your absence. There was a time when I even thought about ending it all because the pain of losing you felt unbearable. It’s almost funny now, how I thought I couldn’t live without you. But as time passed, that pain slowly faded into a numbness. I didn’t hate you, I didn’t resent you—there was just nothing left to feel.

I guess that’s the way things work sometimes. People change, relationships fade, and memories lose their weight over time. I thought I would be devastated forever, but now, I’m just indifferent. It’s like you never mattered to me at all, but I know that’s not true. I will always remember the person I once thought you were, but I’ve learned to let go of the idea of us.

So here I am, still moving forward, still figuring it all out. I thought I needed you. I thought I couldn’t survive without you. But it turns out, I was wrong.