You didn't break me in one moment.
You broke me slowly - in half-truths, delayed replies, fading affection.
You broke me in the way you stopped looking at me like I mattered.
Pain doesn't always come crashing down;
Sometimes it arrives in quiet disappointments
That pile up until the heart can't carry them anymore.
I still replay the moments when I should've walked away
But stayed because I believed you'd come back to the person I once loved.
I didn't lose you - you lost the version of me who tried endlessly.
And you'll never meet her again.
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