We grow up believing that every story deserves an ending.
That people should apologize, that words left unsaid will one day find their way back to us.
But life doesn’t always work like that.
Sometimes, the apology never comes.
Sometimes, they move on, and you’re left holding the silence like a ghost of what used to be.

I waited for a long time —
for a message, for a reason, for anything that made the leaving make sense.
But the truth is, closure doesn’t come from others.
It comes from you —
from the moment you stop asking why,
and start saying even if I never know, I’ll still heal.

It’s not easy.
The heart wants answers.
It wants to believe that pain needs explanation to fade.
But healing is quieter than that.
It’s the moment you stop checking your phone,
stop replaying the same scene,
stop needing to prove that you were worth staying for.

One day, you simply wake up and realize:
you don’t need their words to set you free.
You already did that by surviving what they left behind.

And that’s what closure really is —
not something given, but something grown.
A decision to live again, even without the ending you deserved.

Always and Forever

💬 Have you ever had to find closure on your own? Tell me how you did — your strength might be the guide someone else needs.