On this note, I put down my pain.
I once felt love until I watched it wash down the drain.
The softness of your love, the rhythm of your heartbeat,
The warmth of your body
It all fluttered like butterflies in my belly.
Now, it curdles into stomach aches
Every flutter a reminder that sweetness can sour.
What is the beauty of love?
Is it the laughter that echoes past midnight?
The endless hugs that silence the world?
The late night conversations that stretch until dawn?
Maybe that’s love.
But maybe love is also
The silence when her soul whispers to yours,
And your heart can’t speak back.
The haunting moments when memories are all that’s left.
When you see her again
And she feels like a stranger dressed in a familiar face.
Does it hurt more
To know someone you loved could carve out this kind of pain?
Or to know you caused it
In someone who once held you in the gentlest light?
Maybe we never truly knew love.
Maybe we’re just fragments of it
Scattered in a world where hate has made its throne.
Loving you brought a joy too deep to measure
But boundless pain
I paid the price
For a debt I never bargained