If we still had one last night to sit together
and talk face to face, I think I would only say two things.
Thank you... and l am sorry.
I am sorry if I loved you too deeply, if my heart became too heavy for yours to carry.
Sorry if my presence slowly turned into something you
wanted to escape from.
And thank you.
For every smile that now hurts to remember.
For every late-night conversation that became silence overnight.
For every lesson hidden inside the tears you left behind.
You once made me feel like the luckiest person alive.
Now I just feel like someone
who lost the only place that felt like home.
We ended so quietly,
without closure, without a real goodbye.
Just unread feelings, fading messages,
and memories that still visit me at night.
But even after all the pain,
I still carry the beautiful parts
of you inside a broken heart
that never really learned how to let go.