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The Quiet Ache
I just know something inside me faded...and it never fully came back.
It's a quict kind of pain.
The kind that doesn't scream—
it just sits heavy on my chest and follows me everywhere I go.
Some days 1 can function.
Smile. Laugh. Pretend I'm okay.
And some days it all collapses without warning.
I find mysclf mourning something I can't even explain.
The version of me I lost.
The love I gave too casily.
The expectations I held onto.
The endings that never gave me closure.
It hurts in a way words can't fully carry.
A deep, aching sadness that lives somewhere inside my soul.
And I'm tired.
Tired of carrying it.
Tired of pretending it doesn't still
Reach me I don't know when it
Will stop hurting but I know it
Does...and some days that alone
Feels like to much to hold
