You were the sun
when I ran after daylight.
You were the moon
when I ran after moonlight.
I chased the chasers—
they never turned back for 'me'.
I chose what was right,
yet right never chose 'me'.
Dec 18, 2025
Dec 18, 2025 at 1:05 PM UTC
They…
they’re the one who ruined me.
They saw my forced smile
and brushed it off
like it meant nothing at all.
And when they said,
“The brightest smile hides the deepest pain,”
I wondered—
where were they
when I smiled?
Even if my smile was fake,
it lit up someone’s world.
I’ll never know that someone—
but that someone
will always know me.
That someone will know me
more deeply
than I know myself.
No matter how ruined I am,
the one called someone
will still admire me.
And will say:
“Don’t force yourself to smile
when you don’t want to.”
“Cry as much as you need.”
“Whenever you want.
Wherever you want.”
If they won’t—
someone will.
Dec 18, 2025
Dec 18, 2025 at 12:54 PM UTC
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I wasn’t the daughter you expected.
I try, though—
but you know I’m not perfect.
They call me a burden,
and some days, I believe them.
Harsh words outlive apologies;
my life feels short from carrying them all.
Maybe I was wrong.
Maybe you were happier before me.
Maybe I crossed a line simply by existing.
If that’s true, then say it plainly—
don’t leave me guessing in silence.
Because some nights, it feels like
I was born to die,
nothing more than a regret
that learned how to breathe.
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Dec 18, 2025
Dec 18, 2025 at 12:51 PM UTC