te preocupas por mi?

I don’t miss you the way people assume.

I don’t wish we were together again, and I’m not confused about where my life is going.

I miss the version of us that felt like home to each other.

I miss having a best friend who knew my moods without asking and laughed with me in ways that didn’t need explaining.

It’s strange to live a life now that once existed only as a conversation between us.

Some of the things I’m doing, I once imagined doing with you—and that realization still catches me off guard sometimes.

I want you to know that what we had mattered.

Not because it was perfect, but because it was real.

And I carry gratitude for that, even as I move forward without you.

I hope you’re okay.

I hope you’re finding peace in places I can’t walk with you anymore.

This isn’t a goodbye filled with regret.

It’s a quiet thank you—for being my person during a chapter that shaped me.

With care, always.