ASHES OF WHAT WAS

He doesn't say my name anymore.

He used to whisper it like a promise, like I was the future written in the stars. We used to dream the same dreams, hold the same broken pieces of each other. He once told me I was his "always."

But that was before her.

Before the girl who came after me and took everything I was still holding on to-the smile I used to cause, the arms that once only reached for me. And the worst part? He let her. He let her walk into the home I helped him build in his heart, and he never looked back.

Now I am a secret. A silence. A name he flinches at when remembered-if I'm remembered at all.

This isn't a love story.

This is what comes after.
After the promises are broken.
After someone new takes your place.
After the person you loved forgets you existed.

This is the story of a girl who loved too deeply...
And died quietly in someone else's happy ending.