It’s getting easier

I haven’t thought of you in a while.

Not because it stopped hurting.
Not because I stopped loving you.
Not because I don’t miss you.

I just found a simpler way of coping with the pain.

Or perhaps, a simpler way of reminding myself that I have to let you go, even though what I really want to do is run back to you.

I have told myself that this pain is needed.
That it is temporary, too.
That I have to feel it, so I can remember what we had.

It hasn’t stopped hurting, you know.

The pain is still there.

On some days, it grips me so hard, making me crumble and fold into myself as I beg my Creator to take it away.

Other days, it is just a dull ache that needs one, two, three breaths and quiet mantras to get me through.

Somedays, like this one, there is nothing at all.

And maybe that is what healing looks like.

Not forgetting you.
Not loving you less.
Not even missing you less.

Just waking up one morning and realizing that, for a little while, the pain went quiet.

And for once, I didn’t have to fight it.

JoyzTheLostWriter❤️