but
I
can't
even
scream
for
help.

At my lowest
In my hardest times
Or when I just need to talk
I don’t know who to call.

And to be honest
I’m not used to facing this alone.

i used to need you like air,
sneaking away just to see your name light up my screen.
now i sit in the same room, same noise, same routine,
but without you, there’s nothing to run to.
instead, the cuts burn beneath my sweats,
a different kind of craving,
a different kind of absence.
i don’t reach for my phone anymore,
just press my hands to my legs and wait for it to pass.

If I could turn back time
I’d relive the moment our eyes first met.

If I could turn back time
I’d reach for the things I left untouched.

If I could turn back time
I’d stitch the cracks before they bled into scars.

If I could turn back time
I’d rewrite our ending
or never write one at all.

It’s strange
I no longer see your name on my screen
No longer find your face in my gallery
No longer hear your voice in a call.

But it shouldn’t be
We are no longer something meaningful
Not even friends.

I forgive you
Not because I want to
Not because I forget
But because I deserve peace.