Un(kept) promises - you coward

 You promised to stay.

You told me you were in this. That we were in this. That even if things got hard — with me, with my family, with life — you wouldn’t run.

And for a while, you did show up. You helped carry things I should’ve never had to carry alone. You made me feel like maybe, just maybe, I wasn’t too much.

But then something shifted. Maybe you got tired. Maybe it got too messy. Maybe you saw an easier road and took it.

What hurts the most isn’t even that you left.

It’s that you didn’t say goodbye.

You slipped out of my life like someone who never planned to be there forever.

And that crushed me.

Because I was still fighting for us when you were already halfway out the door.

I needed closure. I needed answers. I needed you to look me in the eye and honor what we had — even if it was ending.

But you walked away. Quiet. Cowardly.

And I was left with questions that echo in my ribs when I’m trying to fall asleep.

So no — I’m not going to sit here and blame myself anymore.

I showed up. I gave love. I believed in you.

You just couldn’t do the same when it got hard.

And that’s on you.

I hope one day you realize what you walked away from.

And I hope I never forget what I’m worth again.