missing you :c

It's strange how missing someone can still happen, even when you know they were never good for you. The memories feel bittersweet—there's a pull toward the familiar, even though you remember the hurt they caused. It's a confusing mix of longing for the comfort of what you thought they were and knowing deep down that they never truly cared about you. It’s a reminder that healing doesn’t always mean forgetting; sometimes, it’s just learning to move forward despite the shadows they left behind.