after that day, i never disturbed him again. i stopped sending messages, stopped checking his profile, and stopped finding reasons to reach out. even when something reminded me of him, i stayed quiet. i didn't look for his name or ask about him. it wasn't easy, but missing someone isn't enough reason to disturb their peace or mine. so i chose silence. sometimes i still think of him and wonder if he remembers me too. but i don't wait anymore. i've accepted his absence and learned to hold the love without needing him. i still care, just not enough to chase what's gone.