You decided

And in that decision… you revealed everything I needed to see.

Not through words,

but through absence.

Through silence.

Through inaction.

Through watching me slowly pull away…

and choosing not to reach for me.

For a long time, I asked myself questions about you.

Why you couldn’t show up.

Why you couldn’t love me the way I loved you.

Why I wasn’t enough for you to stay.

But the truth is…

The questions were never meant for you.

They were meant to wake me up.

Why was I staying with someone

who didn’t choose me?

Why was I trying to prove my worth

to someone who couldn’t recognize it?

Why was I calling something love

that consistently made me feel unseen, unvalued, and alone?

That’s when everything shifted.

I stopped trying to understand you…

and started understanding myself.

I don’t want a love that feels uncertain.

I don’t want connection without consistency.

I don’t want to be chosen “sometimes.”

I want depth.

I want presence.

I want truth.

You didn’t break me.

You showed me the limits of what you could offer.

And in seeing that clearly…

I finally stopped asking for more.

I didn’t lose you.

I lost the version of you I kept hoping was real.

And in that loss…

I found myself.