Your name lights up my phone
on a random Tuesday night.
You must have left home again.
The life you chose
must be heavy tonight
if it sent you looking for me.
But you’re not choosing me.
You’re escaping here.
And I remind myself
I am no more important now
than I was
the day you walked away.
That’s the truth of us.
I would have made you
the first choice.
The only choice.
But for you
I’m the last call.
The girl who will always answer.
The girl who still hopes
every time your name appears.
The girl who one day
might love herself enough
to let it ring.
One day.
But not tonight.
Tonight I answer.
Soft voice.
Open arms.
How have you been?
I’ve missed you.
And for a moment
you settle into me
like you never left.
Like I was always
meant to be home.
But this time
I keep a little distance.
Not because the love is gone.
God, it isn’t.
It’s still sharp.
Still hungry.
Still capable of ruining me.
But I’ve survived
your leaving
too many times
to pretend I don’t know
how this ends.
You show up.
You remind me
that I love you.
And then you leave again.
Swearing it’s different.
Swearing you’ll try.
Swearing you want the life
you spent seventeen years building.
And then you disappear
back into it.
Leaving me behind
in the quiet that follows.
A little more broken
than before you came.
A little more in love.
And somehow
a little harder
to put back together.
But tonight—
Welcome back, babe.
I’ve missed you.
Stay as long as you need.
You always do
just long enough to break me again.
Mar 11
Mar 11, 2026 at 4:32 PM UTC
Your name lights up my phone
on a random Tuesday night.
You must have left home again.
The life you chose
must be heavy tonight
if it sent you looking for me.
But you’re not choosing me.
You’re escaping here.
And I remind myself
I am no more important now
than I was
the day you walked away.
That’s the truth of us.
I would have made you
the first choice.
The only choice.
But for you
I’m the last call.
The girl who will always answer.
The girl who still hopes
every time your name appears.
The girl who one day
might love herself enough
to let it ring.
One day.
But not tonight.
Tonight I answer.
Soft voice.
Open arms.
How have you been?
I’ve missed you.
And for a moment
you settle into me
like you never left.
Like I was always
meant to be home.
But this time
I keep a little distance.
Not because the love is gone.
God, it isn’t.
It’s still sharp.
Still hungry.
Still capable of ruining me.
But I’ve survived
your leaving
too many times
to pretend I don’t know
how this ends.
You show up.
You remind me
that I love you.
And then you leave again.
Swearing it’s different.
Swearing you’ll try.
Swearing you want the life
you spent seventeen years building.
And then you disappear
back into it.
Leaving me behind
in the quiet that follows.
A little more broken
than before you came.
A little more in love.
And somehow
a little harder
to put back together.
But tonight—
Welcome back, babe.
I’ve missed you.
Stay as long as you need.
You always do
just long enough to break me again.