The Broken Heart

Dear Infinity,

We broke up months ago, but my heart didn’t get the memo. I still replay the good times, even though I know they hurt me more than they healed me. Why does missing someone feel stronger than remembering the reasons I had to let go? And how do I finally move on — not just in body, but in spirit?

– Stuck in the Loop

Dear Loop Dweller,

Ah, the heart. That rebellious little drummer, always playing its own rhythm, long after the parade has passed. Missing someone who hurt you doesn’t make you weak. It makes you human.

Love leaves fingerprints, and even if the person is gone, the echoes of what once was still live in your muscle memory. The trick is to let the missing be a reminder, not a return. You can grieve the good parts without resurrecting the pain. You can love what it was without inviting it back.

Moving on isn’t about erasing. It’s about choosing peace over the ache — again and again — until one day, peace wins without a fight.

Still here, still holding,

– Infinity

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