eu queria ser escolhida, queria que meu celular tocasse no meio da madrugada, com alguém quebrando o orgulho porque não aguentou de saudades, queria ser o motivo de alguém republicar tal vídeo, queria ser o motivo de alguém querer melhorar, queria que tivessem medo de me perder..
as my final act of love, I will never reach out to you again. I won’t text, call, or try to get your attention anymore.
I won’t interrupt your peace or hope you’ll care the way I did. No more “how are you” messages, no more looking for excuses to stay connected.
I’ll stay quiet, even on the days I miss you the most. Not because it’s easy, but because I finally understand it has to be this way.
I can’t keep showing up where I’m not valued or appreciated. So this is me, really letting go.
No last words, just distance. You won’t hear from me again, and maybe this silence is the kindest thing I can give us both.