I used to wait on empty roads,
Begging ghosts to turn and see me.
I wrote poems like lifelines,
Hoping you’d read between the ache.

But love taught me something else,
That silence is sometimes an answer,
And letting go doesn’t mean losing,
It means I finally chose myself.

So if I leave, it’s not revenge.
It’s restoration.
It’s the song I hum
When I’m walking home to peace.


Originally written by  Micko.
17.April.2025  ©️