It wasn’t the goodbye that ruined me it was the silence that followed, a proof that u were never coming back.
The way the days stretched on without your voice,
the way I kept checking my phone for a message that never came.
It was the quiet unraveling of hope,
the realization that closure was a luxury I’d never be given.
You didn’t leave with a storm you left with a whisper,
and somehow, that broke me even more.