One night,
we were planning our date.
Laughing over little details,
speaking about anniversaries,
about love
as if time itself had finally softened for us.
And the next night,
there was only silence.
Not a single word.
It was our anniversary,
so I changed the theme to love.
How foolish of me
not to think further ahead.
How foolish of me
not to protect you
with the same caution
I would have protected myself with.
And now guilt sits inside me
like rust beneath skin.
Blood runs down my body
and I do not feel a sting.
Fire has swallow my hands
and I still can not notice the burn.
I could fall from the heavens themselves
and still search the ground
only for you.
Because none of that pain
comes close to this.
The thought that my carelessness
placed weight upon your shoulders.
The thought that my love,
meant to protect you,
became something that endangered your peace instead.
Why did I make the theme so eye catching.
Why did I let temporary happiness
blind me from permanent consequences.
Why did I not think harder.
Why did I not move more carefully
with something as precious as you.
Now the silence echoes louder
than any words we ever shared.
And all I wish,
over and over again,
is that I had been more careful
with the heart I loved most.
4d ago
May 30, 2026 at 9:41 AM UTC
One night,
we were planning our date.
Laughing over little details,
speaking about anniversaries,
about love
as if time itself had finally softened for us.
And the next night,
there was only silence.
Not a single word.
It was our anniversary,
so I changed the theme to love.
How foolish of me
not to think further ahead.
How foolish of me
not to protect you
with the same caution
I would have protected myself with.
And now guilt sits inside me
like rust beneath skin.
Blood runs down my body
and I do not feel a sting.
Fire has swallow my hands
and I still can not notice the burn.
I could fall from the heavens themselves
and still search the ground
only for you.
Because none of that pain
comes close to this.
The thought that my carelessness
placed weight upon your shoulders.
The thought that my love,
meant to protect you,
became something that endangered your peace instead.
Why did I make the theme so eye catching.
Why did I let temporary happiness
blind me from permanent consequences.
Why did I not think harder.
Why did I not move more carefully
with something as precious as you.
Now the silence echoes louder
than any words we ever shared.
And all I wish,
over and over again,
is that I had been more careful
with the heart I loved most.