He’s gone, but sometimes I still hear his voice. It was only for a few months that we dated before he left to go across the country with his family, but it felt like forever. We talked every day on Skype and sent each other texts all the time in between. He made me laugh when things were bad and listened to my problems without judgement or advice- just love and understanding. Even now, there are days where I feel him close by – as if he’s talking right into my ear telling me everything will be okay again one day soon.
Hearing his voice has become something of a comfort over the last year since he died suddenly at age 32 from an undiagnosed heart condition called Long QT Syndrome.
We’re all guilty of getting attached to people. Maybe it’s a coworker, a friend, or even the person you’re dating. When that relationship ends, we have to go on with our lives and try not to let it affect us too much. It may feel like they are always there with you but I promise that time will heal your wounds and soon enough you’ll be back out in the world living your life without them. The best way for me to deal with this is by writing about my thoughts and feelings so here goes!
I wrote this post because I am currently experiencing heartbreak after ending a 2-year relationship last month. One day he was there telling me how much he loved me and now he’s gone
A couple years ago, my world was shattered when I found out that my boyfriend of four years had been cheating on me. For a while, I couldn’t stop hearing his voice in my head telling me all the things he said to me and about how much he loved me when we were together. It took some time for that to fade away but now when I think back on it, I don’t hear him anymore.
I’m not sure what changed or why this happened – maybe it’s because I’ve finally found someone else who loves me as much as he did and can tell me so without any doubts; maybe its just because time has passed; maybe it’s both of those things. But one thing is for sure: these days, all I can hear is my new boyfriend’s voice telling me that he loves me.
Sometimes, though, I still sometimes think about the way it used to be and how much happier we were together than what we are now. But then I remember hearing his voice in my head again – only this time there was a sharp change in tone: “She doesn’t love you like she should.” That’s when I realized that no matter how bad things get with us right now, they won’t compare to what happened before and so long as he keeps saying those words of love without any doubts or hesitation from himself; long as he tells me every day just how much he loves me-I know everything will turn out okay.
Another thing is that he does keep saying those words of love without any doubts or hesitation from himself; he tells me every day just how much he loves me – I know everything will turn out okay.
This is where it all started: when my mother told me that she was getting married to a man who wasn’t my father but would become my stepfather. She always said they were in love and though not many people agreed with their marriage, some did think it was good because at the end of the day, that’s what matters most anyways—love.
I remember her telling us one night before bedtime about this new family we’d be starting together and how excited we should both be for our futures because more than anything, I know she loved us both.
It’s been three years since he passed away and yet sometimes my heart aches for him like it was yesterday; there is no time when the pain will ever disappear completely—not that it should. He died of a sudden cardiac arrest with no signs or symptoms beforehand; I didn’t even have enough time to wish him happy birthday while he couldn’t see me anymore.
Despite feeling lost without being able to talk to someone who knew everything about me from morning until night, something inside of me told me not to give up because this would be hard but we could make it through together as always – just like before when we were in love and had a future.
I am not the same person I was when he passed away but sometimes I still hear his voice in my head, reminding me that we can make it through anything if there is someone who has our back no matter what.
He is always on my mind and will always be with me as long as these memories have life; for now, this is enough to hold onto while I try to find myself once again without him by my side.
Now more than ever before, I understand why some people say “time heals all wounds.” It’s just so hard because every day seems like an eternity since he left us too soon.
Sometimes I still hear his voice – reminding me that nothing will stop us from making new memories, and that he is always with me.
Sometimes I still hear his voice – reminding me that we will never be apart again and it’s okay to let go of the pain because it doesn’t define us anymore – all that matters now are our memories together.
He would want nothing more than for me to have my life back- a happy one where I am not so sad or brokenhearted but instead able to move on from this loss while living well without him here next to me.”
I know he wants nothing less for you too because in the end no matter what does happen, we should try our hardest not just survive but live every day as if they were our last! Again, sometimes I still hear his voice when things are really hard and that’s okay because it reminds me of how much he loved me, even in death.
We only have one life to live so let’s make the best of every moment we’re given!
