Let go
I didn’t leave because I stopped caring. I left because I was breaking. Each day I stayed, a little more of me disappeared. I smiled to keep the peace, cried where no one could see. I whispered my needs into silence, and waited for love to listen. You touched me, but never truly saw me. I begged the quiet to feel like comfort, but it only echoed back my ache. Love shouldn’t feel like loneliness when you’re not alone. So I packed my pain gently, and walked away with trembling steps.
