Hanzou

Hanzou Oct 23

This is my last act of love, the final thread I’ll weave,
I’m sad I’m not the one for you, it’s hard to truly believe.
Seven years we shared, a time that shaped my soul,
A piece of you remains with me, forever keeping me whole.

If one day you find someone new, someone to make you bloom,
Someone who sees your light and clears away the gloom.
I hope they make you feel like you, the way you always should,
And give you all the love I couldn’t, but always wished I could.

I feel the weight of sadness now, for not being enough,
For failing to show the depth of my love when things got tough.
I couldn’t make you feel the way you deserved to feel,
And now I face the truth I can no longer conceal.

I’m not the one who’ll stand with you at the altar in the end,
I’m not the person you’ll call a lover or even a friend.
It hurts to think of all the moments we once knew,
The dreams of forever that we both outgrew.

Those dates we shared, the laughter and the nights,
All our bondings and the warmth of the morning lights.
They are now pieces of the past, but I’ll hold them tight,
For they’ll forever be a part of my memory’s light.

I’ll cherish those times, though they’ve come to an end,
The love we built, though broken, it’s a love I can’t pretend.
I’ll carry it with me, though it may fade with time,
A love that was real, even if it lost its rhyme.

This is my last act of love, the final gift I’ll give,
Letting you go, so you can truly live.
I hope you find the happiness that slipped away,
And feel loved in all the ways I couldn’t convey.

When I can finally move on, when the weight is gone,
I’ll look back on this love and see how far I’ve drawn.
I’ll be proud to say I loved with everything I had,
Even though we parted, I’ll remember the good and the bad.

I’ll remember you as the girl I loved with all my heart,
Though we’ve drifted, you’ll always be a part.
And when the ache subsides, when I’ve finally healed,
I’ll know that my love was true, even if it wasn’t sealed.

So here’s my final act, my farewell to the past,
I hope your new love will be one that lasts.
I’ll carry the memories, but I’ll let you be free,
This is my last act of love—for you, for me.

Farewell, my love.

#goodbye

Hanzou Oct 22

Fading Echoes

We ended like a storm that passed too fast,
Leaving nothing but silence in the aftermath.
The words we never spoke now hang in the air,
Like smoke from a flame that was never quite there.

Each day feels like a ship lost at sea,
Drifting farther from where we used to be.
Hope fades like the evening light,
And I fear she’ll never see me, even in the night.

Hanzou Oct 21

Bittersweet Truth

I hope she finds the love she deserves,
A hand to hold when the world unnerves.
If someone else can give her peace,
Then maybe that’s where her heart can cease.

But deep inside, it breaks me still,
To know it won’t be me who fills
The spaces in her soul, once mine,
As she moves forward, leaving me behind.

unspoken words.

#left #behind

Hanzou Oct 21

Shadows in the Glass

They say I’m the storm that tore it apart,
The one who left ruins in someone’s heart.
No matter how clear the skies may seem,
They only recall the thunder and scream.

I’ve wandered far from those wild winds,
But the echoes of past mistakes still spin.
They look at me through shattered glass,
Seeing only the cracks of what couldn’t last.

In their eyes, I’m the fault, the fall,
The reason the walls crumbled tall.
No bridges left, just broken ground,
And no path back can ever be found.

But is it the storm or the earth below,
That crumbles first when the winds blow?
Maybe we’re both tangled in pride,
Both trying to claim who’s justified.

I’m the shadow they can’t forget,
The cause of a pain they won’t reset.
But deep inside, the truth’s unclear—
Who truly caused the fall, and who shed the tear?

So here I stand in the ruins we built,
Carrying the weight of unshaken guilt.
They see only the storm, never the calm,
In a tale where neither was truly wrong.

unspoken words.

#myself

Hanzou Oct 21

What You Didn't See

Did you ever think he hadn’t tried,
To see the world through your weary eyes?
He thought of you in every breath he took,
But now it seems you never cared to look.

It wasn’t beauty alone that made him stay,
But the way your flaws lit up the day.
He saw the cracks, the scars, the pain,
And loved you through the storm and rain.

He couldn't give roses or petals in bloom,
But he offered his heart to light up the gloom.
A token here, a gesture there—
His love was wrapped in ways unfair.

But maybe now, that feels too small,
As if his efforts were nothing at all.
The gifts he gave, the time he spent,
Seem lost in a sea of discontent.

You were the world, the stars, the sky,
Yet somehow, he failed in your eyes.
He wonders if you’ll ever see,
How much you truly meant to be.

For now, it feels like his love was missed,
Like all he gave was easily dismissed.
But deep inside, he knows it’s true—
He cherished every part of you.

unspoken words.

#regrets #longing #hopeless #feelings

Hanzou Oct 20

Beneath the Surface

He gave her everything, or so it seemed,
Love poured out like rivers in the quiet stream.
But now she only recalls the storms, the rain,
As if all he ever brought was pain.

He wonders if she sees the man he became,
Or if she’s blinded by the ghosts of blame.
Mistakes, he admits, he made his share,
Yet he changed, but she acts like he’s still there.

She tells the world of her heart’s disdain,
Of memories that still cause her pain.
But what of the moments he held her close,
Of the love that endured when she needed it most?

She paints him in shades of darkness and strife,
As if he never added light to her life.
All the wrongs she remembers, clear and stark,
But what of the times he mended her heart?

He forgave the wounds she left behind,
The scars she carved, the battles unkind.
But now she turns, with anger so deep,
And casts him away, into shadows she keeps.

Perhaps it’s easier for her to forget,
The love, the kindness, the times they met.
For all that remains in her mind’s twisted maze,
Is the version of him that she couldn’t erase.

#twisted #guilt #regrets #emptiness

Hanzou Oct 19

Shattered Reflections

She once held my face like I was her world,
Now her words cut deep, like daggers unfurled.
She looks at me now with disdain in her eyes,
What was once treasured, now she despises.

I see stuff sometimes, each one like a blade,
Saying this situation makes her spirit fade.
Not from the place or somewhere, but from me, I know—
A reminder of the love she let go.

A person who sees me a disdain, needs to run far away,
That every corner of a place brings her dismay.
But it's not the streets, it’s what she can’t bear,
The ghost of who I was still hanging there.

I feel it all—the whispers, the weight,
The way a person rewrites love into hate.
That silence screams louder than any blow,
Crushing the heart that once made me glow.

Words left unspoken. This is a creation on a muddled mind.

#helpless #unencumbered #indifferent