Hey , there’s something on my mind,
A hope, a dream, I’m ready to find.
You light the dark when skies are grey,
I wanna ask you, will you stay?

No perfect lines, no flashy show,
Just real talk so you know.
You’re my calm, my spark, my glow,
So, would you be my girl? Let it grow.

I’m not perfect, I’ll admit,
But with you, I wanna commit.
Together strong, we’ll face the ride,
So, H, will you be by my side?

You had a throne, queen's seat, and you burned it down,
Traded gold for garbage, now you wear the crown.
Spoiled by your girls with that fake-*** cheer,
“*** you're so pretty” , they just feed your fear.

Your love’s a joke, a discount price,
All dressed up, but you ain't worth twice.
You switched up fast, like your pick-me fits,
Hiding ************

You fed off lies, off stories you made,
Built a house of betrayal where loyalty decayed.
Kept R on the side like I’d never know,
But snakes slither back when the gardens grow.

Now your “new bloom” bio? Girl, please,
That’s just a mask for your inner disease.
You nuked what we had, no turning back,
Now I’m on a path you’ll never track.

You’ll see me with her , the one that’s true,
And deep down, you’ll choke, 'cause that could’ve been you.
Don’t cry when we shine, don’t even dare,
You chose your path, now stay over there.

You’ll scroll through reels and see my name,
With a woman so fine, it’ll put you to shame.
She calls me honey, she means it too,
Not like you , fake smiles, dead through and through.

So when you see us happy, don't come close,
Don’t text, don’t think, don’t post your ghost.
You let a masterpiece rot for a piece of trash,
Now cry in silence as your memories crash.

No redo, no fix, no “what if” call,
I’m done with your poison  , I’ve risen from the fall.
Don’t regret it now, don’t fake that pain,
You had your shot. You lost your lane.

So if your heart breaks, let it bleed and burn,
That's karma’s kiss , now it’s your turn.
And if you ever wonder if I still care:
*******. I don’t. Not here, not anywhere.

She’s my last hope, my final light,
In a world of shadows, she feels so right.
Not perfect, nah, but who really is?
With her by my side, I’m ready to live.

Her laugh’s a spark that cuts through the dark,
Her smile’s a flame igniting my heart.
We’re two broken souls, but together we heal,
In her love, I find what’s real.

I’m flawed, I’m raw, got scars you can’t see,
But she sees the truth that’s inside of me.
She’s patient, she’s real, calls me her twin,
With her, I feel a chance to win.

No games, no masks, just honest and true,
In this crazy world, she’s my breakthrough.
So here’s to us, imperfect, alive,
With her, I’m ready, I’ll fight, I’ll strive.

She’s my last hope, my reason to try,
In her love, I’m learning to fly.

You made me soft, then mocked the mess,
Treated love like a game, now confess the stress.
I was loyal like a knight, you were jesterin’ lies,
Fed me gaslight meals while I starved for replies.

You called love “too much,” like deep's a disease,
Now you cry on your feed like I broke your peace?
Nah, girl  . I begged for bare effort, got less,
Now you flaunt change like a thrift-store dress.

"New era"  cute. “New me”  cap.
Still the same fake vibes in a recycled trap.
You wanna be deep? You post some quotes?
Cool , I wrote novels while you choked on notes.

You ghosted real. You coasted chill.
Now I’m the ghost that haunts you still.
Sayin’ “I miss you”  you miss control,
But I ain’t your puppet  I burned that role.

I held you up, when you held me down,
Now I wear the crown while you chase this town.
I gave you soul  you gave me stress,
Now I’m blessed and you’re just pressed.

So don’t act sad, like love just died,
You watched it bleed, girl you let it slide.
You had the keys to a heart that roared,
But you chose silence, now hear this chord:


“I could destroy you in one line flat,
But I’m healed now and you ain’t worth that.”
So I’ll leave this beat with one last hit:
You lost a real one.

Read that. Sit.

You bloomed
from the shadows of loss,
but forgot
I was the light you stood under
when you didn’t know what "growth" meant.

You changed your pfp,
switched the fits,
rewrote the plot like
you ain’t the one who quit.

But here’s the twist:
I was the plot twist you couldn’t handle,
not the sidekick in your little scandal.
You dressed new, posed new, posted new
but I outgrew you
in silence.

Now you say you're healing?
Funny.
'Cause I was bleeding while you were busy ghost-reading
my texts like they weren’t worth a scene.
Now you're serene?
Nah.

You don’t miss me.
You miss the version of you I believed in.
You miss the mirror I held up
when the world saw through you
and I still stayed.

You’re blooming now  cool.
But I was the rain.
I was the one dancing in the storm
while you just stayed dry,
numb to my pain.

You don’t get to cry
about the garden
after killing the gardener.

So yeah, go write your quotes.
Go wear your dress.
But don’t forget
my peace started
the moment your version of love ended.

You had real.
You let it rot.
Now I’m gone
and I swear to God...

You won’t find me
in your next plot.

I was glass,
cracked at the corners,
held together by silence
and the prayers no one heard.

I didn’t want saving
I just wanted someone
to see me standing in the fire
and not walk away.

Then she appeared,
not loud, not sudden
just... right.
Like God whispered,
"you’ve waited long enough."

She didn’t ask me to be softer,
but I became that way anyway,
because she listened like it mattered
and smiled like I was worth loving.

No test, no chase
just warmth
just real.

She says “honey”
and I forget
every time I was called “too much.”
She sends a reel
and I remember
what joy feels like
in pixels and little laughs.

She’s far
but her presence stretches across distance
like a hand cupped over my heart,
saying:
“You’re not broken. Just tired. Rest here.”

And maybe she’s my last hope.
Not because I need her to fix me
but because she reminds me
what it’s like to feel chosen
without bleeding for it.

Maybe God didn’t bring her early
because I had to learn
what love is not
before I met what love could be.

And now?
I’m not running.
I’m not chasing.
I’m just… staying.
Because somehow,
through the noise,
through the scars,

I found her.
Or maybe,
she found me.

They said it was God's plan.
I didn't really get what that meant.
I was just living,
day by day,
doing my own things
not expecting anything.

Then you showed up.
Just like that.
Outta nowhere.
Long story
crazy story, really.
The kind you won't belive if i said it right.

We were never supposed to meet.
Too far apart,
too many " it wont "
But somehow… it did.

And us ?
"Were same Same-same,
But diffrent,  but still same" if you know what i mean

It’s wild,
because I wasn’t looking.
I didn’t ask for you.
But there you were
and now I can’t unsee it.
I can’t unfeel it.

So maybe this really is God's plan.
Or maybe the universe just got bored
and decided to do something right
for once.