I searched for the right words for so long, erasing them again and again. I wanted this pale little screen to say everything I couldn't. My finger trembled above the "Send" button, And my final "I'm sorry" disappeared into the silence. The minutes drifted slowly by. Dawn faded beyond the window. My phone stayed silent, Not a single reply. An unread message... or maybe there was simply no answer. Sometimes silence speaks louder than the most beautiful words. For hours I stared at the screen, waiting for a quiet hello. But one day I finally understood: Some chains are not meant to be waited for. You have to stop waiting. Weeks passed. Then I opened that chat less and less. Each night I thought less about you writing back. The pain disappeared, leaving only a shadow. Even the memories became a little brighter. Maybe time sometimes erases things Better than people ever can. I stopped counting the hours beneath midnight skies, And I stopped searching for you in strangers' windows. An unread message... perhaps that's how it was always meant to be. Not every heart is meant to beat in perfect rhythm with another. Some roads have no destination, Some doors remain forever closed. But one day You let go of what once was... And it's gone. I don't know anymore... Whether you ever read that poem. And believe me... Inside me, That question has finally grown quiet. It doesn't matter anymore. I don't... Check my phone anymore. And you know... Maybe... That was the answer all along.
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