There’s a quiet sadness in realizing that something once beautiful has changed. The laughter isn’t as loud. The conversations aren’t as deep. The warmth feels distant. You look at the person beside you and wonder where the closeness went—when did “we” become just “you and me”?
It’s not always dramatic. Sometimes, it’s subtle. A shift in tone. A delay in replies. A missing spark. You try to hold on, to recreate the magic, but it slips through your fingers like sand. And the hardest part? They might not even notice.
This feeling is heavy with nostalgia. You remember the beginning—the excitement, the comfort, the feeling of being chosen. Now, you feel like you’re chasing a memory, trying to revive something that no longer breathes the same way.
But change doesn’t always mean the end. Sometimes, it’s a call to reconnect, to rebuild, to speak the truth. And even if things aren’t like they used to be, they can still become something new—something honest, something deeper, something real.
Because love isn’t just about staying the same. It’s about growing together, even through the silence.
