we didn't end on good terms
we ended on your terms.
i didn't let you go you let me go. you gave up on me when i was willing to hold on to nothing just to keep u in my arms
i was never a leaver. when i love, i stay. i fight, i try, i give everything i can. i don't walk away just because things get hard, and i don't disappear when feelings get real. i've always been the type who holds on, not the one who lets someone go. if i stepped back, it wasn't because i wanted to leave. it was because i had no place left to stay. and even then, it wasn't easy. letting go never felt like relief, it felt like losing a part of myself.