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Our love didn’t end in a single moment. It slipped away slowly, almost politely, the way daylight fades into evening without anyone announcing it. We were still there, still calling each other “us,” still sharing space and time, but something essential was loosening its grip. The laughter didn’t come as easily. The silences grew heavier. We started choosing comfort over closeness, routine over curiosity, and somehow convinced ourselves that this was normal—that love was supposed to feel this distant.

We stopped asking the questions that once kept us awake at night. We stopped reaching for each other first. The small things—the good mornings, the gentle touches, the way we used to really listen—began to disappear one by one, so quietly that neither of us knew which moment was the last. There was no dramatic goodbye, no clear breaking point, just a growing sense that we were standing in the same place while moving further apart.

Our love slipped away in the pauses between conversations, in the words we swallowed to keep the peace, in the effort we promised ourselves we’d make “tomorrow.” We didn’t fall out of love—we slowly forgot how to stay in it. And by the time we noticed the absence, love had already gone, leaving behind memories of what we were and the ache of knowing we almost held on.