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702 Soul Attrition

This isn't just a "breakup" or "low-frequency communication." This is the definitive state of being 'Love-Hungered' where one partner’s nonchalance erodes the other’s self-worth until only silence remains. It is the definition of a soul being tired of waiting for a ghost to become a person again. This is for anyone who has ever loved a shadow.

I tell you, its not pride...
I'm not good... won't be a lie to say I haven't been this worse in my entire life.
The last year gone hasnt been good at all
And neither have I been
I don't text you because that will kill the 'minuscule' self-esteem left lying somewhere in me.
The last time we met and I told you I felt unwanted, you never turned to clarify or comfort me.
UD isn't the key here. I'm done with the love of my life being ambiguous, unavailable for eons. Nonchalance is the way to go these days, i know but maybe not for souls like me, who love truly and deeply.
If pride still keeps you from a text or reaching out, I would say dont do it then. Not worth the trouble if the result is the same.
We know how it begins and ends everytime... we dont have words for each other because we have gotten used to be on a stage and write for others to read. The comfort of each other's company lost before fully forming.

What kind of 1221 do you yearn for with ghosting?
I have nothing to say to the moon but for you I say: 'if its fear dont let it win'

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by Love you too January 19, 2026
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702 Soul Attrition

Its the gradual erosion of a person's core self-worth caused by prolonged emotional ambiguity from someone they love.

Unlike a clean break, Soul Attrition is a slow fading of the spirit where "true and deep" love is met with eons of unavailability and nonchalance. It is the exhaustion of being on a stage where the script is silence and the comfort is lost before it ever takes shape. For the souls who stayed until there was nothing left to give.
The moon just sees me forlorn aching, burning, melting, missing you every minute of every day. It asks me why do you wait for a message that won't come at 1121.
If I'm the poet why doesnt my poem echo back to me? And I ask thee 'if you still dont know yourself, when will you my life's expression?'
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