the quiet sting of betrayal lingers
like a shadow cast long after the light has gone
she was the one who knew my edges
the corners i never showed the world
and yet, in silence, she turned away
not just from me, but from the pain that bound us both

to be abandoned when your world fractures
is a wound carved not by accident but by choice
the promises once whispered
now echo as hollow ghosts
and the absence — louder than any word
breaks the fragile trust i tried to hold tight

how do you reconcile love
when it becomes a mirror reflecting loss?
when the one who said “i’m here”
never crosses the threshold
to stand with you in your darkest hours?

there’s a weight in being left behind
not just physically but spiritually
like a tether cut
like a story rewritten without your voice
and yet, from this shattered ground
i gather the fragments of myself
learning that betrayal
though brutal
cannot define the whole of me