You open Instagram. There they are again: the soft-lit selfies of happy couples holding hands in cafés you can’t afford, kissing on beaches you can’t get to, captioned with quotes about “finding your forever.” You scroll faster, but it’s everywhere. Apparently, everyone is madly in love except you. Maybe you’ve just been dumped. Maybe you’ve been single so long you’re…
I’ve been in love enough times to know it’s not always candlelight and slow dances. Sometimes it’s betrayal in the form of a text. Sometimes it’s silence where there used to be warmth. And sometimes it’s watching someone choose someone else while you’re still holding all the memories. When it happened to me — the breakup, the rejection, the slow…
There’s something deeply unsettling about someone who knows your truths. Not the curated, social-media-friendly truths, but the raw ones—the ones you whisper into the dark and hope no one hears. When that person becomes a stranger, it feels like walking around with your soul slightly ajar. The silence between ex-lovers isn’t empty. It’s loud. It’s filled with all the conversations…