Some days, I smile and I don’t know why,
Other days, I sit and just let time slide by.
Coffee gets cold, texts go unread,
Thoughts spinning circles inside my head.

Some days, I win little fights with my doubt,
Other days, I barely crawl out.
But I breathe, I try, I take one more stride
And that, for today, is enough on my side.

she stole a ring
& called it forever.
i said yes
because i wanted
to believe her.

i carried us—
the bills, the food,
the fights.
she carried
nothing
but the matches
she used
to burn me.

she made me leave love
then punished me
for trying to find it again.

& still—
she gets the happy ending.
& i get
the trauma.

but i know now:

love doesn’t
ask you to bleed
& call it
home.

love
shouldn’t ignore no
& rewrite your skin
without permission.

i was 14
& still learning
how to say
yes
to myself.

i didn’t know
how to say no
with a body
that wasn’t even
mine yet.

backseat.
backdoor.
back then.

i bled
& said nothing.

but now—
i speak.

i am not
what he did to me.
i am what i chose
after.

Demons in my orbit, they don’t let me breathe,
Every time I try to leave, they follow underneath.
I swear I never meant to let you down,
But the silence in my room is the loudest sound.

Am I all I ever might be? A shadow in the screen,
Static in the signal, lost somewhere between.
I swear I tried, I swear I cared,
But every time I reach, there’s nothing there.

So I sit and watch the planets spin,
A ghost beneath my own skin.

I carried you when you had nothing,
gave without question, without limit.
I made excuses for your weight on my shoulders,
called it love, called it patience.

You needed me then.
You don’t need me now.
Not because you grew on your own,
but because someone else is reaping
the lessons I bled to teach you.

You are everything I asked you to be,
just not for me.