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Hanzou Dec 2024
My pen trembles with this final verse,
A love once blessing, now a curse.
With every word, I set you free,
This is my final act—no more of me.

No more whispers of what once was,
No more tracing love’s fragile flaws.
This chapter ends, the ink runs dry,
Goodbye, my love, this is goodbye.
Goodbye, K! Until we meet again—perhaps in another lifetime.
Hanzou Dec 2024
She says I left her with scars unseen,
That I’m the reason for wounds unclean.
Funny, though, how swift she fled,
No warnings spoken, just words unsaid.

On the spot, my world collapsed,
Seven years erased, the bond unwrapped.
She claims her pain, yet here I stand,
Holding the shards with trembling hands.

Did I harm her? Did I not care?
Or is blame easier to bear?
While I drown in questions I can’t defy,
She moves ahead without a goodbye.
Funny how I became the villain in her story—scarred her, she says. Yet, she ended it so suddenly, leaving me in ruins while she found peace. The audacity to ask for clarity after shattering mine.
Hanzou Nov 2024
I know she's happy with someone else now
And I feel glad about it
At the same time, I feel conflicted
How did things turn out this way?
Hanzou Nov 2024
Please, let things be in my favor
Even for a while
Just for once in this life
Let me be free from you
I still miss you. I always think of you every single day. But I know you're happy now, I don't want to ruin that.
Hanzou Nov 2024
She’s out there, living, laughing, free,
Connecting in ways I wish I could be.
She’s found her rhythm, both online and real,
While I remain with wounds I can’t heal.

I’m glad for her, truly I am,
Even though my heart feels a little slammed.
As an introvert, I find it tough,
But her joy is a reminder that life’s still enough.
It's bittersweet, isn't it? I am happy for her, but there's also a sense of loss in seeing her thrive while I'm left to navigate things on my own. I don't have anyone to talk to, to be sociable. I can't be like her.
Hanzou Nov 2024
She returned to the words she once confessed,
A life of fleeting crushes she likes best.
No ties to hold, no promises made,
I thought she’d grown, but she stayed the same shade.

I hoped for change, for love to endure,
But her heart chose freedom, wild and unsure.
I was a fool to believe she’d stay,
For some things never change, they just fade away.
Hanzou Nov 2024
She seems happier now than she was with me,
A brightness in her I never could see.
I never stopped her from spreading her wings,
I only asked for respect in small things.

Perhaps my love was too heavy to bear,
A weight she carried but couldn’t repair.
Now she’s free, and I’m left to reflect,
On what I gave and what she could accept.
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