Unspoken words fell between us like snow.
Remember how you smiled, soft and sudden?
I wanted to believe you meant it.
And maybe you did — for a moment.
How fast warmth turns cold.

Summer light flickered in your eyes,
Tangled with lies you didn’t tell out loud.
Every goodbye echoed longer than the love.
Leaves changed faster than we did.
Light doesn’t mean truth.
And I finally stopped mistaking the two.

Sometimes kindness hides the cruelest hands.
Time didn’t soften you — or me.
Even now, I question what was real.
Promises spoken over texts mean little.
Hope hurts more than heartbreak.
Everything I gave, you swallowed whole.
Now I hold it back.

Loving you felt like an exhale.
I didn’t know peace could feel temporary.
After you left, I stopped breathing right.
Maybe that’s why I still get dizzy in the fall.

Anger was easier than grief.
Love didn’t feel safe with you.
Even your touch was lined with shadow.
X marks where I buried the trust.

And you — you were something else.
I called you prince, but you vanished like a ghost.
Daylight sits heavy in the chair where we used to meet.
You led me on like a dance.
Now, you spin circles with her.

Tried to be what you wanted.
I lost myself learning how to bend.
Maybe I never should have.

Jokes turned into arguments too fast.
Underneath every “haha,” something cracked.
Laughter isn’t always love.
Long nights didn’t save us.
I searched for warmth in your shadow.
And came out colder.
Now I light my own fire.

In the beginning, I believed.
Sometimes I still do.
Kisses don’t mean connection.
You proved that the hard way.

This is what I learned from loving you
Holding on hurts more than letting go.
Even the sweetest lies stain the tongue.

Every ending writes itself, eventually.
Names fade, but the ache carves deep.
Desire doesn’t mean destiny — I know that now.