Forget the way I laugh. Forget the way I knew exactly how you took your tea. Forget me, because holding on is a heavier burden than letting go ever was.
The coffee has gone cold, a dark mirror reflecting a ceiling I no longer recognize. Across the table, your silence is a heavy curtain, draped over the words we used to speak like a second language. Gabriela Bolundut – Uita de mine
You ask for distance, so I will give you an ocean. You ask for silence, so I will become a ghost in your contact list. I will take my heart—bruised, yes, but still beating—and walk until the sound of your name is just another word in a crowded room. Forget the way I laugh
Forget the way I laugh. Forget the way I knew exactly how you took your tea. Forget me, because holding on is a heavier burden than letting go ever was.
The coffee has gone cold, a dark mirror reflecting a ceiling I no longer recognize. Across the table, your silence is a heavy curtain, draped over the words we used to speak like a second language.
You ask for distance, so I will give you an ocean. You ask for silence, so I will become a ghost in your contact list. I will take my heart—bruised, yes, but still beating—and walk until the sound of your name is just another word in a crowded room.
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