I loved you more than I loved the air—
Held my breath just to keep you there.
Drowned in silence, choked on doubt,
Smiled so wide while I bled inside-out.
I folded my pain like origami skin,
Tucked the screams deep, kept it all within.
But when the silence turned into a roar,
It tore through my chest like a cellar door.
You said "forever" like it cost you nothing,
Fed me scraps and called it loving.
I feasted on lies and dressed them as meals,
Starved for affection, numbed what I feel.
You spoke in echoes, hollow and thin,
And I stitched myself with apologies again.
"Sorry" became my favorite thread—
Wove it through wounds I should've left dead.
I begged for warmth and got cold replies,
Kissed your excuses, swallowed the lies.
And every time I tried to speak,
Your silence turned my voice weak.
I held it in—
Taped the edges of my mind,
Till rage became rhythm
And the tears turned blind.
Some nights, pain played like a violin—
High notes of heartbreak clawing my skin.
If crying were currency, I'd be rich in regret,
Banking on hope you hadn't killed yet.
But love isn’t supposed to be a blade,
Not something sharp that makes you afraid.
It’s not walking on glass to make someone stay,
Or setting yourself on fire to light their way.
You took and took till I had none left,
Left me hollow, breathless, bereft.
I searched your eyes for something true—
Only to realize they never saw me, only you.
Now my vision’s cracked, but clear at last,
I see the future bleeding from the past.
And I won’t water dead things anymore—
Your love was a cage, not a door.
So if you're wondering why I left the shell,
It's 'cause I finally chose to love myself.
No more saving what's meant to drown—
I’m not your puppet, not your clown.
I loved you more than I loved my soul—
But I’ve reclaimed every fractured whole.
You were a lesson dressed like a dream,
But I woke up—
And now,
I redeem.
