1.31.2026

Matilda

 


You slipped through my life like a season that never stayed long enough…

warm, fleeting, impossible to hold.


I told myself it was nothing, that hearts outgrow their ghosts.


But some nights,

your name still hums beneath my breath, familiar as an ache I've learned to live with.

At 3:27 AM, I still find you in the quiet between songs, in the half-written messages I never send.

And with every coffee I sip, a memory stirs… 

the way your laughter once melted the bitter

how every cup still tastes like almost.


It wasn't love that failed, 

it was timing, it was distance,

it was the way we both looked away when it almost became real.


You faded gently,

but your shadow still fits the shape of my calm.

And maybe that's what love becomes, 

not a person…

just the echo of how it felt to be almost understood.


*Matilda -Harry Styles 🎶*

1.14.2026

Cornelia Street

Last night, he came to her in a dream and asked,

"Was it hard to lose me?"


She looked at him, unshaken, and replied,


"I never lost anything.


I loved you with a heart that had no conditions, with a soul that asked for nothing in return.


The loss was never mine.

It was yours…


because you'll never again be loved the way I loved you."





*Cornelia Street- Taylor Swift 🎶*

1.13.2026

I wish I hated you

never meant to love him in the first place. 

But I didn’t stop loving him…

I just stopped trying to bloom in a place where my heart was always left wilting.


I got tired

of reaching for him 

with hands that always came back empty.


Of whispering my worth to someone 

who never truly listened.


So I let him go. 

Not because the love disappeared-but because I couldn't keep losing myself 

trying to keep him.


I didn't scream. I didn't burn bridges.


I just quietly broke-

the kind of break that lives in the silence between two people who used to know 

each other's breath.


And when I couldn't speak it-

I started to write. 

I wrote him into poems, into pages,

into corners of my soul where he still lived 

…even after he left.


I traced his memory in the margins of my mind, in every place I once felt him and now only feel air…. 



*I wish I hated you- Ariana Grande 🎶*