She smiled but it was the kind of smile that you make when you’re admitting defeat, “It kind of feels as though I’m never going to get over him.”

She continued, “It’s kind of like this: no matter how far I go and no matter who I meet next, it feels like he’s always going to own that piece of my heart that I can never seem to get back.”

I nodded. I knew exactly how she felt. I’ve been feeling like that for years. You don’t ever really get over that one person and it just kind of sits there and aches inside of you. You can’t live with it, but you don’t really know how to live without it either.

Words by J.T.L

Photographer: Maria Kotylevskaja
Model: Djamila