The Missing Piece  

 

[EVE]

 

The worst part had been the silence. The space he had put between us felt like a chasm I couldn't cross. I had reached out, but he wasn't there. I had called, and his voice had been distant, distracted.

 

It was as if he was somewhere else entirely, and I was left standing alone, wondering if I had ever truly been there with him in the first place.

 

And now, I'm stuck in this cycle of anger and heartbreak. One moment, I'm furious at him for pulling away, for making me believe in something only to let it crumble. The next, I'm furious at myself for letting him in, for thinking that this time would be different.

 

I didn't ask for this. I didn't ask for him to come back into my life, to make me feel things I had buried so deeply. I didn't ask for the love, the hope, the dreams of a future. And yet, he gave them to me, only to take them away.