There’s a kind of hurt that doesn’t scream, it just settles in your chest, heavy and quiet, like a storm that refuses to break. That’s the weight I carried for too long, tied to something I couldn’t let go of, though it never really felt like mine.
There’s a way some people make the world feel softer, warmer, like they carry sunlight in their pockets. But they’re not carrying sunlight, they’re just holding up a mirror, and the light you thought was shared between you was only your own, reflecting off their edges.
The truth is some people never let you close enough to touch who they really are. They keep parts of themselves locked away, guarded, untouchable. You try to reach those places, to be enough to earn that kind of trust, but the walls stay up. And maybe the saddest part is realizing it was never about you; it was about something they were too afraid to share.
Sometimes, you find yourself holding on to the weight of promises that were never kept, moments that felt real but weren’t built to last. You carry the ghost of what could’ve been, not because you want to, but because it’s hard to set down something you thought was everything.
For years, I carried that weight. It lingered in the quiet, in the in-between moments, a shadow that felt impossible to escape. But one day, I realized the ghost wasn’t what I thought it was. It wasn’t about them anymore, it was about me, about my own unwillingness to let go of a story that had already ended.
So, I let it go. Not with anger, not even with regret, just with a quiet kind of peace. Some things aren’t meant to be yours, and that’s okay. Find your peace with in that.
You carry the ghost for what feels like forever, letting it linger in the corners of your mind, weighing down your steps. But eventually, you set it down, not because it’s easy, but because you deserve to carry something lighter.
You carry hope instead. Hope that love can still be real, still be honest. Hope that one day, the walls will come down, and you’ll find something steady, something true. Something you can hold onto without ever wondering if it’s yours to keep.