I can’t wait to love you again and again | by Wistereen | Sep, 2025

I never imagined parting with you, not even for a moment, not even on the day we first met when everything felt like gentle beginning, when your presence made the world less heavy and for the first time i belived that maybe someone could love me for simply being myself. I carried that hope carefully, like a frgile flame in the dark, believing that as long as you were near, i would never lose my light.

It felt as tough i had found a home in you, a place where i didn’t need to hide my scars or polish away my flaws, a place where my quite was understood, where my broken edges were not a burden but a part of story you claimed to love. And in those moment i thought, perhaps foolishly, that love was not about a grand gestures or endelesss promises, but about the small and fleeting details your gaze that lingered a little longer, your voice that softened when it spoke my name, your presence that made me the silence fell less empty.

I once belived with all mt heart that you loved me, truly and deeply, because you seemed to see me as i was and you stayed. I trusted in every unspoken vow hidden in your touch, in every laugh we shared, in every moment where the world grew still and i thought we were enough. I trusted you like i trusted the sun to rise. But perhaps i only saw that i wanted to see. Because one day, love turned quite, and quite turned ito distance, and distance became absence, and i realized that the home i thought i had found was only a temporary shelter, never meant to last.

You wanted me to change, you always searched for something more, something different, something i could never give. I asked myself endlessly, change into what?, change into who?, must i abonden everything that makes me just to fit the image you desired?. Love should never demand that i lose myself i order to be worthy. Love should never ask me become a stranger in my own skin.

I tried, i truly did, bending myself until i almost broke, reshaping my voice, my smile, my silence, until i could no longer recognize the reflection staring back at me. But the more i tried to be what you wanted, the further i drifted, the lonelier i became, even while holding your hand. Love is not meant to strip us piece by piece until nothing remains. Love is meant to hold, not to erase.

And then you say “sorry”. A single word, as if it could the fractures in my chest, as if it could silence the strom of question still burning inside me. I never asked for apology, so why did you give it?, did you think it would ease the ache, or soften the truth, or untangle the mess of ending we never spoke about?. I didn’t need “sorry”, i needed honesty. I needed you to tell me why a love thet felt so certain unraveled so easily, why eyes that once promised forever turned away whitout looking back.

You didn’t even stop me when i decided to leave. you let me go, whitout a word, whitout a hand to hold me back. Why?, was it easier to watch me drift away than to fight for me, or did you never intend to fight at all? your apology echoed like a door slammed too hard, leaving behind a silence even louder than the words. And thought i do not hate you, no, i could never hate you, i cannot pretend that a single word is enough to heal what was lost. Because what i longed for was not forgiveness, but understanding.

Still, even as i hold the weight of this ending, i do not regret you. How could i?, you taught me that even pain has own strange beauty, that even loss can plant seeds of strength, that sometimes that act of letting go is thr truest form of love. You showed me that hearts can break and still keep beating, and that maybe, someday, i will thank you for the way you left, because it forced me to remember how to stand on my own.

And yet despite everything i cannot kill the quiet hope that lingerd in the corners of my soul. I hope that one day, when the years softened us, when time has carved wisdom into our bones, when love no longer demands perfections but simply offers acceptance, we might meet again. Perhaps then we will not search for what missing but cherish what is there. Perhaps then we will not ask one another to change, but to stay.

If destiny allows our paths to cross again, I want us to meet without old wounds, whithout bitteress, without the heavieness of regret. Only with gentler hearts, with smiles that carry forgiveness, with love that knows how to endure without breaking. And if the love once held still lingers between us, i want to protect it differently, more wisely with the kind of patience and gentleness we could not find before.

Untill that day comes, i will carry you in my prayers, as someone i once loved and perhaps will love again in another time, with a wiser heart. For no matter where life takes us, no matter how much time reshapes us, know this, i always love you. And if fate is kind, if the world is merciful enough to return you to me, i will not hesitate, i wil no doubt.

I will wait for you, again.