👻 Ghosted

I still remember staring at my phone after they stopped replying, refreshing the chat like maybe it was just a mistake. We had just laughed the night before, talked about our favorite songs, even made soft little plans. Then nothing. No goodbye, no reason. Just silence where there used to be warmth. It felt like being erased without warning, and it hurt more than I expected. At first, I blamed myself. I wondered if I talked too much, or felt too deeply, or asked for too much too soon. But over time, I realized that ghosting says more about them than it ever did about me. Disappearing is easier than honesty for some, but that has nothing to do with my worth. Now I know I deserve someone who stays. Someone who speaks even when it’s uncomfortable. I am learning to give myself the closure I never got. It still stings sometimes, but I am choosing peace over unanswered questions. One day, I’ll find someone who doesn’t run from my softness but holds it with care.

• Closure