07/10/2026
One of the most heartbreaking experiences you'll ever have to go through is grieving someone who is still alive.
Not because they're gone, but because the person you loved so deeply slowly disappears while they're standing right in front of you.
You keep searching for the version of them who made you believe that you were safe, and that they were your person.
You convince yourself they're still in there somewhere.
That maybe they're stressed, maybe they're hurting, maybe if you love them a little harder or a little longer, they'll find their way back to you.
So you wait.
You wait through the silence.
You wait through the broken promises.
You wait through words that become colder, the time they don't make for you anymore, the apologies that never come, and a love that slowly begins to feel like something you have to beg for.
Until one day you realise that your heart is breaking in an entirely different way.
You aren't holding onto who they are anymore; you're holding onto who they used to be, and those are not the same person.
Eventually you have to stop asking whether or not they still love you, and start asking yourself whether you still love yourself enough to walk away.
Because sometimes the path to healing isn't letting go of the person, it's letting go of the version of them your heart keeps waiting to come back.
And I know that makes it one of the hardest goodbye’s, but what’s harder is spending the rest of your life waiting for someone who already left, even though they never packed a suitcase.
~ Mark Smith
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