Even though we've gone our separate ways, my love for him still lingers quietly. It's not a love that demands attention or presence; it's a soft, silent love that only exists in my heart. I know we could never walk the same path, but I can't erase him. He's still there, in the quiet moments, in the space I've learned to live in. I don't wish for us to be together anymore. Instead, I simply pray for his happiness. Wherever he is, whoever he's with, I hope he is at peace, laughing the way I once made him laugh. I don't need to be the one to make him happy-I just want him to be happy. This love doesn't need to be seen by anyone. It doesn't need to be spoken. It's my quiet wish for his well-being, held in the silence of my heart. And from afar, I'll always hope his life is filled with joy. ©️Firda Asti, 2025