you said i didn’t have to run.
but you didn’t stop me.
you didn’t call.
you didn’t knock on the door you let slam shut.
you left like it was mercy.
like letting me go
was love.
i used to flinch
at the thought of seeing you again.
now i flinch
at how small i made myself
waiting for something
you were never planning to give.
you live in the city.
i live in the consequence.
we could’ve been something,
but you were always
a man with hands in his pockets
and too many words unsaid.
so no—
i didn’t run.
i just realized you weren’t coming.
and silence
isn’t something
i chase.
Nov 8, 2025
Nov 8, 2025 at 12:16 PM UTC
you said i didn’t have to run.
but you didn’t stop me.
you didn’t call.
you didn’t knock on the door you let slam shut.
you left like it was mercy.
like letting me go
was love.
i used to flinch
at the thought of seeing you again.
now i flinch
at how small i made myself
waiting for something
you were never planning to give.
you live in the city.
i live in the consequence.
we could’ve been something,
but you were always
a man with hands in his pockets
and too many words unsaid.
so no—
i didn’t run.
i just realized you weren’t coming.
and silence
isn’t something
i chase.
