14/02/2026
You probably don’t even realize it,
but every Valentine’s Day still feels a little like you.
Not in a loud, dramatic way —
just in the quiet things.
The songs we used to like,
the late-night conversations,
the way I used to smile at my phone because of you and Paris.
You were never just a phase to me.
You were a chapter I didn’t expect to end so softly.
Sometimes I wonder if you ever think about those moments too,
or if they’ve already faded into something ordinary.
Because for me, they stayed.
They turned into nostalgia.
And maybe that’s the bittersweet part —
you’re no longer here the way you used to be,
but the memories still visit like they never left.
So this Valentine’s Day,
I’m not celebrating love that stayed.
I’m remembering the love that was real…
even if it was only meant for a moment.
