I Loved, I Lost, I Let Go

For those who were once part of my life—

For those who crossed my path, for those who stayed for a while, for those who left and scattered their remnants in the corners of my heart—I wish we never see the sky at the same time again. I wish our shadows never cross, our breaths never share the same air, and the scent of familiarity never lingers between us.

I do not wish for misfortune upon anyone, but I do pray that what has left me never finds its way back. There is no need to retrace footsteps, no need to pick up where we left off. Some things are meant to be lost, to remain untouched, to be nothing more than echoes in the past.

I have spent enough time collecting dust and shards from the spaces you abandoned. I will not rebuild them as they were. I will not turn them into something familiar. What was broken will stay broken in the way it was meant to be. What was left behind will not be sought after.

I was once someone who welcomed every greeting, every knock on my door. Now, I peek through the cracks, cautious of who comes knocking. I no longer let just anyone in.

As much as I once loved the past, I will protect what I have now. For the life that still stretches before me, for the sanity that once wavered but now stands guarded, for the memories that once glowed and the smiles that were once a rarity—I will hold on to what is mine now.

What was lost is lost. What was left is left. And I will not turn back.