Those were the days when hours were like minutes, and minutes were like seconds. The days, where we can’t live without each other’s touch. Moments when I thought that all I needed in this life was you.
It was you, you all along. You were in my mind, my heart, and my life in a way that nobody can take away from me.
Until you started falling apart while I was struggling to mend you from completely breaking. I thought it was just a phase where I had to prove that a heartbreak is not enough to pull me away from you. I thought it was just a phase, something that will pass, but it never did.
The look on your eyes changed. Your hugs started to lack warmth, you held me like you didn’t want to. I was slipping away from you. In a way you wanted to.
You utter “I love you” just for the sake of it. You started to feel less thrilled about seeing me, and important dates don’t even matter anymore. From surprise visits and long messages to unreturned calls and unprepared anniversaries.
I felt like it was not me anymore and I wish you would have told me.
I knew I had to let you go not because I didn’t love you but because I did. Setting you free was an untold truth when you unloved me.
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