Hard truth?

**HARD TRUTH**

this isn't a love story. it's a warning you only understand after it's too late.

he didn't ruin you in one moment.
he did it slowly.
softly.
like you wouldn't notice.

and you didn't.

because it never felt like danger.
it felt like *home*.

late-night messages.
half-apologies.
silences you learned to fill for him.
a bond you kept calling loyalty
because the truth sounded worse.

he didn't need to trap you.
you kept walking back in.

and the worst part?

you saw it coming.

you just didn't leave.