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How Did We End Up Like This?

I keep asking myself that question over and over again — 

how did we end up like this?

From being that couple who couldn’t stop smiling at each other, holding hands even when no one was looking, sharing secrets and silly inside jokes…

To becoming strangers.

Two people living under the same roof, yet feeling a world apart.

What happened to us?

Where did things start to fall apart?

Was it something I said? Was it something I didn’t say?

Did life get too heavy, too complicated?

Or did we just… stop trying?

I remember those early days when we were so close, so connected.

You looked at me like I was the only person in the world.

You made promises with such sincerity.

“I will love you. I will stand by you. Until death do us part.”

Those words meant everything to me. I believed in them. I believed in you.

But now… I don’t recognize us.

I don’t recognize you.

And sometimes… I don’t even recognize myself.

We barely talk. We avoid each other’s eyes.

We walk past each other like we’re invisible.

What happened?

What happened to the late-night talks?

The playful teasing?

The way you used to hold my hand when I felt anxious?

The way you used to say “I’m here for you” without me having to ask?

Now, it’s just silence. Awkward. Cold.

Like two ghosts haunted by what we used to be.

And the worst part is—we’re pretending.

Pretending like nothing’s wrong.

Pretending like this distance is normal.

Pretending like the love didn’t slowly, painfully fade into indifference.

How did it get this far?

Was it the stress?

The pressure of everyday life?

Or was it something deeper that we didn’t dare to face?

Sometimes, I lay in bed at night, staring at the ceiling, wondering if you’re doing the same.

Do you miss us too?

Do you remember who we used to be?

Because I do.

I remember it all.

And it hurts.

I miss you.

I miss me when I was with you.

I miss the version of us that believed love was enough to conquer anything.

But now I’m not so sure.

It breaks my heart to think that the person I thought I’d grow old with, is now just… someone I pass by in silence.

So I’m asking again, not to blame, but just to understand—

How did we end up like this?

And if there’s still even a flicker of what we used to be…
I pray we find our way back.