Dear ex,

As I find myself sitting here, torn between the movements of my fingers and the unyielding grip of my heart, I am compelled to reach out and put my thoughts into words. Time has moved on, and yet, I cannot escape the lingering presence you hold within me. It's as if the simple act of typing your name in the search bar is an admission of the profound impact you've had on my life.

In the quiet moments of the night, when sleep eludes me, it becomes abundantly clear that you're the reason my mind is restless. There is a part of me that...