if my silence is what brings you peace, then I will give it to you. I am officially stepping out of your way.
no more long paragraphs trying to fix what you already gave up on, and no more looking for excuses to stay in your life.
i will swallow every word I'm dying to tell you, even on the nights when my chest physically aches from missing you. If pretending I never existed is what you want, I will quietly become a stranger again.
this is my final act of love
it’s not the relationship that scares me. it’s the thought that someone can love you deeply one day, wake up the next, and suddenly decide they don’t want you anymore. that kind of change is terrifying.