not for attention.
What I gave was real, rooted, steady
—
not a flicker of passing thrill.
You said love,
and I believed.
You spoke of forever,
and I dared to dream.
But dreams without action
fade like mist in morning light.
And your silence
spoke louder than any vow.
I wanted to be seen,
not alongside many —
but as the one.
Not as one of many petals,
but as the bloom you chose to hold.
I don’t regret you.
You were a chapter I needed to learn.
A mirror I stared into, and saw my own worth reflected back
through the pain.
You didn’t break me.
You reminded me of what I will never settle for.
And so I close this page,
no bitterness in my ink, just grace.
May life be kinder to you.
May love grow where it’s nurtured.
May truth guide your heart
when charm no longer shields it.
Goodbye
— not in anger, but in freedom.
Not with blame, but with peace.
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