Tettyanhia :
For me, I used to think closure was the right answer. I thought that if we talked one last time… if we explained, apologized, and ended things properly, maybe we could save at least the friendship. I thought closure would help me understand why things fell apart, so I could finally let go. But I was wrong. Closure only reopened the doors I was trying to close. Every simple conversation, and every small interactions, it felt like a quiet heartbeat waking up the feelings I tried so hard to bury. The more we talked, the more I remembered us. The more I remembered, the more it hurt. And instead of healing, I was bleeding in silence all over again. That’s when I realized that silence is not the absence of love—it’s the beginning of healing. Silence hurts, yes. It’s cold, it’s empty, and it feels like losing someone twice. But silence doesn’t lie. It doesn’t confuse you. It doesn’t tempt you to stay where you’re no longer growing. Silence forces you to face the truth: that some people you love can’t stay in your life without destroying your peace. So even if it hurts, even if it feels like tearing a piece of myself away. SILENCE IS BETTER. Closure gave me reasons to hold on, but silence gave me the strength to finally let go.
2025-11-18 06:43:02