The Space You Left Untouched
Have you ever felt so confused that you can’t see a path forward? At times like that, you need that one person—not to fix anything, but just to make you feel better, to quiet the fight inside your head. But he isn’t here anymore. So you keep fighting alone, and now you’re exhausted. You don’t want to do anything. You don’t want to talk to anyone. The constant battle with your thoughts is draining you, and the pillar you leaned on is gone—or maybe you only believed he was there.
Now everything about him feels like a dream. I don’t know if the time we spent together was real or just a delusion my mind created to keep me comfortable. I wish you would come back—if not to stay, then at least to give me reassurance, or closure. Something to stop this overthinking and this heavy pile of hope, so I won’t keep waiting for you to come and hold me. At least then, I would hold myself. I wouldn’t let myself fall again. I don’t want a conversation anymore. I just want an answer to my why.
Why did you make me believe you were there for me, that I could rely on you?
Why did you make me feel this way and then leave without saying anything?
