The version you loved..❤️ I keep thinking about the version of me you once loved, like maybe I should stay that way. Like if I don't change, it will still mean something. But deep down, I know you still chose to leave. That part hurts more than I say out loud. I carry everything you left behind, the love, the silence, the questions. And somehow I'm still here, trying to make peace with it slowly..❤️