You keep coming back to the same thought. If they wanted to, they would. If they wanted to text you, they would. If they wanted to see you, they would. If they wanted to make it clear, to show up consistently, to actually build something with you, they would. So [...]
I don’t miss you the way I thought I would. I miss what it could have been if you had just tried a little harder. If you had shown up more consistently, communicated more clearly, put in the same effort I was giving without me having to ask for it. [...]
I didn’t fall in love with something real. I fell in love with small things that felt bigger than they were. The occasional consistency, the moments of effort, the times they showed up just enough to make me feel seen. I took those pieces and turned them into something meaningful, [...]
I like the beginning the most. The uncertainty, the buildup, the way everything feels just out of reach. The tension, the wondering, the slow pull of not fully knowing where it’s going. That’s the part that keeps me locked in. That’s the part I crave. Because in the chase, everything [...]
There’s a shift that happens when you stop looking around for validation and start recognizing your own value without needing it reflected back to you. It’s not loud, it’s not dramatic, it’s quiet and steady. But once it clicks, you don’t move the same anymore. Because you realize you’re not [...]
You don’t have to say it. You don’t have to send the message, you don’t have to type the words, you don’t have to admit it out loud. I can tell in the way you linger, in the way you show up just enough, in the way you never fully [...]
You already know, and that’s the part you keep trying to avoid. You check their page, their activity, their last seen, their stories, their patterns, not because you’re confused, but because you’re hoping something looks different this time. You tell yourself you’re just being curious, just seeing what they’re doing, [...]
Dear Tessa, I think I knew the whole time. Not everything, not all at once, but enough. Enough to feel it in the beginning, enough to question it in the middle, enough to recognize it before it ended. The inconsistency, the way things didn’t fully align, the way I kept [...]
It does not start with that thought. It starts with what you see. The inconsistency.The habits that do not sit right.The way he shows up in a way that almost works, but not quite. And instead of walking away from it, you start working around it. Telling yourself it is [...]
I have never met him. I do not know his name, what his voice sounds like, or how he shows up in a room. I could pass him on the street right now and not even realize it. But I know he exists. Not in a delusional, made up way, [...]
