April 23, 2025
By: Charlotte Weaver

I don’t know when it started, but there’s this deep, quiet emptiness I can’t ignore. I used to feel the invisible bond, the one that tethered me to everything. It wasn’t always clear, but it was there—a pull, a connection. And for so many years, I lived for that feeling, like a lifeline, something I could always count on.

But now… now it feels like that connection is gone. It’s as though the thread snapped, and the silence that follows is deafening. I search for it, but all I find is an absence, an absence where once there was a heart to beat with mine, a shared rhythm, a parallel existence.

Everything feels broken. I can’t find the warmth in the spaces where it used to be. The words feel hollow. The actions, meaningless. What happened to the pull? What happened to the bond that held everything together?

I guess it’s not just the bond that’s gone. It’s like I’ve lost something much deeper. A sense of purpose, maybe. Or just the feeling that things were right, even if they weren’t perfect. Without it, the world feels colder, more distant.

It’s hard to explain. Hard to put into words. But I miss it. I miss the way things were, even with their flaws. I miss the feeling of belonging, of knowing there was something more than just existing. Now, it’s like I’m floating, untethered, trying to find something to grab onto, but everything slips through my fingers.

Maybe the chain isn’t really broken. Maybe it’s just worn thin, and I need to find the strength to mend it. Or maybe it’s time to let go and start a new journey, one where the connection isn’t the same, but still meaningful in its own way.

I don’t know what comes next, but I do know I can’t keep living in this absence.