Maybe I Still Believe We Could Have a Happy Life Together Someday
I don’t know if I’m stupid for still thinking this, but a small part of me truly believes that maybe someday we could get back together and actually make it work.
Not in the toxic way where people break up and repeat the same cycle again and again. I mean genuinely coming back stronger, understanding each other better, and building a peaceful happy life together like we once talked about.
Even after everything that happened, I still can’t fully hate you. Some days I miss the little things so much it hurts. The late night talks, random jokes, feeling comfortable around someone without trying too hard. I miss having my person.
Maybe life changes people. Maybe time heals things we couldn’t fix before. Or maybe I’m just holding onto a version of us that doesn’t exist anymore.
But honestly… I still keep that possibility somewhere in my heart.