Surviving Heartbreak

Strangers, Now

People change, I changed, you changed—

But I never wanted you to.

I still hoped you'd be the one I called "home"

A lighthouse on stormy nights,

The steady hand to calm the waves.

Now, we pass like shadows,

Nothing more than strangers.

I never wanted you to be mine,

I wanted you to make me yours,

In the quiet places,

Where words weren't needed, only feeling.

But now, I wear this distance like armor.

Don't blame me if I act like I don't know you—

You broke me when I had just begun

To trust in love again.

My heart, once wide open,

Has sealed itself like a fortress.

I'm afraid of my love turning into anger, 

So I keep my distance, 

Like a ghost haunting the edges of what we used to be.

If I seem cold, please understand—

I'd rather be a stranger

To the one I love the most

Than let bitterness bloom

In the cracks you left behind.

I wrote you in every whispered word,

Every verse, every poem,

Like ink spilling from a wound.

You can't even imagine how I became a poet—

It's thanks to you.

You were the muse and the ruin,

The spark that set my pen on fire.

—MistakenGenius