It wasn’t like ripping off a band aid and just getting over it. Our breakup was a long and slow process. It was more hurtful than a sudden one. It started with losing feelings for each other little by little, and every time we lost some of these feelings, it hurt a bit more. It started with replying less to texts and talking less. It began by us craving each other less over time. It was us slowly losing trust and interest in one another. It was about us starting to disappear slowly from each other’s lives. It was about noticing each other less than before. It was about growing apart little by little and seeing the distance between us expand every day.
It was about us slowly fading away from each other’s lives and not even missing one another. It was about not noticing each other’s absence anymore. It was about us not occupying each other’s thoughts or minds any longer. It was about the absence of arguments, fights, and even debates because we lost that heat—we lost that feeling of having something to fight for.