Missing Someone

Missing someone is one of the

quietest aches a heart can carry.

It doesn’t announce itself loudly,

it just settles in the spaces where

certain memories once lived.

And missing someone does not mean you are fragile.

It does not mean you want them back,

nor that you regret choosing yourself.

It simply means this:

your soul still holds echoes of

moments that shaped you.

Because when someone once felt like home,

your heart remembers.....

the warmth of their presence,

the familiar rhythm of their voice,

the gentle comfort of knowing someone

cared in their own way.

Those things were real.

And honoring what was real is not a weakness—

it’s a sign of how deeply you can love,

and how profoundly you can feel.

But healing begins

the moment you realize that missing someone

is not an invitation to return to what once hurt you.

It’s not a demand to reopen closed doors,

or to shrink yourself to fit a chapter 

you’ve already outgrown.

Healing whispers a softer truth:

you are allowed to remember someone

without rebuilding the bridge back to them.

You are allowed to feel the loss

without losing yourself.

You are allowed to revisit the past

without abandoning the future waiting for you.

Because missing someone

is simply a reminder that your heart is honest,

but your steps can still choose forward.

And one day,

you’ll wake up and realize that 

he memory still exists,

but the pain no longer does.

That you can think of them

and your chest won’t collapse inward anymore.

That the chapter stays written,

but your story continues.

And in that moment,

you’ll know something powerful:

You didn’t just move on.

You grew beyond what you once believed was the end.

You became someone who can remember

without breaking…

and love yourself enough to keep going.

Atty. Su