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.