the moment you saw i wasn't there anymore

There’s a strange ache in realizing you still look for me in the places where I used to exist.

Because today, when you opened that link and found the door closed, I felt something shift — not between us, but inside me.

You noticed the absence.

You felt the silence.

And for the first time, you experienced the very thing I’ve been quietly living with for months.

You keep coming back to pieces of me you didn’t choose to keep.

You revisit the places I left open for you even after you built a life somewhere else.

And maybe you don’t mean to, but that kind of lingering hurts more than losing you ever did.

I didn’t close the door to punish you.

I closed it because I finally understood that I can’t keep leaving pieces of myself in places you only visit when you miss something you never planned to fight for.

You chose a life where I don’t fit.

And I’m learning to accept that — not with anger, but with clarity.

So when you checked today and found nothing there, I hope you realized I’m not disappearing…

I’m just finally protecting the parts of me I kept giving away.

Some goodbyes happen quietly.

Some closures are decisions, not conversations.

And this one — was mine.

— kim 🌙