December
He never said I love you.
He never claimed me in public, never reached for my hand where someone might see.
And I told myself it was fine, that silence could still mean something, that stolen moments were enough. That being his secret was better than being nothing at all.
But then I heard him. I saw him with his ex, laughter spilling between them as they mocked me, tore me apart in ways silence never could. That was the night something inside me shattered, the night I realized I wasn’t unbreakable, just forgotten.
But while I was drowning in silence, he was waging wars I never saw — with his demons, his guilt, his ghosts.
And now it’s me who has to choose:
keep loving him in the dark that ruined me…
or finally learn to stand in my own light.
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