You asked for the story I never told
Unraveled my past like thread from a soul
Gentle hands or so I thought
Pulling pain from places I had long forgot
I gave you the map to my broken parts
Let you trace the bruises carved in my heart
You nodded soft like you understood
I mistook silence for something good
You wore concern like a tailored fit
Said all the right things every word knit
With careful care but hollow thread
You held my hand while I bled
Then one morning, like a trick of light,
you were gone no warning, no fight.
Blocked, deleted, erased so clean,
as if I were some passing dream.
No goodbye
No reason
Not even a lie
The lack of closure still haunts me to this day
The silence of words that I’ll never hear you say
The quiet that lingered for months when you walked away
The forever not knowing of why you chose not to stay
Aug 4, 2025
Aug 4, 2025 at 1:41 AM UTC
You asked for the story I never told
Unraveled my past like thread from a soul
Gentle hands or so I thought
Pulling pain from places I had long forgot
I gave you the map to my broken parts
Let you trace the bruises carved in my heart
You nodded soft like you understood
I mistook silence for something good
You wore concern like a tailored fit
Said all the right things every word knit
With careful care but hollow thread
You held my hand while I bled
Then one morning, like a trick of light,
you were gone no warning, no fight.
Blocked, deleted, erased so clean,
as if I were some passing dream.
No goodbye
No reason
Not even a lie
The lack of closure still haunts me to this day
The silence of words that I’ll never hear you say
The quiet that lingered for months when you walked away
The forever not knowing of why you chose not to stay
This poem tells a very long story of how I gave my ex partner myself, my trust, my love, my trauma how he made me feel safe and then shattered me.