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I love you today, apo there's a quiet part of me that knows i migh til 8 love you tomorrow... even when I don't want to.

It's not loud anymore, not overwhelming like it used to be, but it lingers in the background, in small moments, in the spaces I thought I had already moved on from.

And I miss you... even on the days I know l shouldn't. Even when I remind myself of everything that wasn't right, everything that hurt, everything that showed me you weren't meant for me. Somehow, the feeling still finds its way back, not because I've forgotten the truth, but because my heart hasn't completely let go of what it once held so tightly.

It's confusing, loving someone who wasn't right for you, missing someone who didn't treat you the way you deserved. But I've realised that love doesn't just switch off because it should. It fades slowly, unevenly... some days it feels gone, and other days it feels like it never left.

Maybe one day I'll wake up and you won't cross my mind anymore. Maybe one day loving you 2.8k will just feel like a distant memory instead of something | still carry. But for now, I'm learning to accept that I can know the truth and still feel the emotion at the same time.

I loved you yesterday, I love you today... and maybe tomorrow too. But each day, I'm learnin9,94 how to love myself a little more than I hold onto you