If I renounce love,
I renounce you.
And with that,
I hold onto nothing.

Without you,
there is no anchor,
no flame,
no reason to exist.

You have broken me,
but without your love,
I am empty.
I would rather ache for you
than feel nothing at all.

I thought I was the only one hurting.
I thought my heartbreak was the center of it all.
I told myself you didn’t care,
that you left because it was easy for you.

I didn’t stop to wonder what it cost you,
to say goodbye, to hold back,
to see me break while you stayed silent.

I painted you as cold.
I made myself the victim.
But maybe you were hurting too,
just in ways I never understood.

I regret that now.
Not just losing you,
but being too selfish to see
that it wasn’t only my heart that broke.

Stop, heart
she doesn’t love you.
Beat steady, act right,
don’t beg.

I want to be in her life,
but not like this
not selfish, not weak,
not drowning in my own need.

Man up.
Let her go.
But my heart
won’t listen to a word.

I love you without boundaries,
yet your truth shatters my silence.
In your light, I wither,
a quiet despair screaming in the dark.

You left, I unraveled.
Not gracefully, not quietly,
tore myself apart in the open
where the world could see.
You wouldn’t have recognized me then.
I wasn’t the boy you loved anymore.
I was a shadow dragging his own weight,
a ghost haunted by his own body.

I said things,
did things,
became someone even I couldn’t stomach.
But that wasn’t me.
That was the wreckage
of losing you.

you don’t just leave someone.
You take pieces with you.
the pieces you took,
the ones that made me whole.

Now I sit with the ruin,
misunderstood and misplaced,
I’d give anything,
anything,
to show you
I’m still him.
The boy you once loved.
If you’d just let me,
I could be him.

It was always you.
And it was never me.
I loved like a flood,
you sipped like a breeze.

I built a home in my chest for you,
and you walked through it
like a stranger passing by,
leaving the door open behind you.

Her absence cuts deep,
not because I’m alone,
but because she was the piece
that made it all whole.