I still keep checking on you

 I still keep checking on you.

Not because I’m hoping for a reply,

but because some part of me

still wants to know if you’re okay,

even from a distance.

I scroll through your name,

your updates,

your photos,

like maybe I’ll find a piece of you

that still remembers me.

I don’t reach out.

I don’t say anything.

But I’m there—

in the silence,

in the care that never asked for attention.

So if you ever wonder,

yes,

I still think of you.

I still keep checking on you.

Even if you never know.