I didn’t see the bags
Your bags
did you hide them in the attic
Or maybe the basement
were you halfway out the door
One leg already off the platform
before I'd even bought the ticket
Has it been like this for quite some time?
like you already written the will,
before I'd taken my first breath
Were you ever going to tell me?
that you'd made a decision
did you even consider to fight
that I was worth keeping
cause I saw you as
family
You withdrew yourself without a word
in silence
not even silence
just gone
I wish you had given me some empty words
something to
I treasured you
heard you call me "a nice girl who helped me a lot, but we grew apart"
nah. we didn't
I grew from grief, after turning myself inside out
trying to find the red thread
to find all the failure in me
Got tired of fleeing
You knew that
I learnt honesty is a path
patience is kind
boundaries are important
even good road hurts when you fall over a rock
Did you ever stop to question yourself?
I've been kept blind
no warning signs
non I could see
I'm done being sad over you
I'm done questioning myself
I'm done feeling not enough
I didn't lose you
cause
You never had me
Apr 15
Apr 15, 2026 at 7:31 PM UTC
I didn’t see the bags
Your bags
did you hide them in the attic
Or maybe the basement
were you halfway out the door
One leg already off the platform
before I'd even bought the ticket
Has it been like this for quite some time?
like you already written the will,
before I'd taken my first breath
Were you ever going to tell me?
that you'd made a decision
did you even consider to fight
that I was worth keeping
cause I saw you as
family
You withdrew yourself without a word
in silence
not even silence
just gone
I wish you had given me some empty words
something to
I treasured you
heard you call me "a nice girl who helped me a lot, but we grew apart"
nah. we didn't
I grew from grief, after turning myself inside out
trying to find the red thread
to find all the failure in me
Got tired of fleeing
You knew that
I learnt honesty is a path
patience is kind
boundaries are important
even good road hurts when you fall over a rock
Did you ever stop to question yourself?
I've been kept blind
no warning signs
non I could see
I'm done being sad over you
I'm done questioning myself
I'm done feeling not enough
I didn't lose you
cause
You never had me
It's all a big progress
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