Today would be seven years.
Of course, no longer—
it’s already over.

Still, I wonder—
did you remember?
I almost forgot,
until the memory startled me
two days ago.

And honestly,
it was just a normal day.
I felt nothing different.
Did you?
Were we supposed to feel something?
Was I?

Sometimes it feels so distant—
like it never happened.
Sometimes it feels
like you were my whole life.

I’m sorry
for loving you too much.

They say love sets you free.
But when you love too much,
it cages you instead.

I caged myself
inside a recollection,
a memory,
a ghost of us.

No time to carry the weight of their hate,
No space to kindle bitterness within.
Here I stand, wrapped in my wounds.

No words to unravel who I am,
No need to cleanse the stains of their judgment.
Here I linger, lost in my confusion.

No understanding do I seek from souls,
No gaze of sympathy do I crave.
It’s only me and the chaos I kept.