Even Love Couldn't Save Us

I was the boy
who loved too much.

The kind who remembered
your favorite songs,
your silent sadness,
the way your voice softened
when you were tired.

I carried your storms
like they were mine to fix.
Held your broken pieces
until my hands started bleeding.

And maybe that was my mistake-
loving you
like you were always going to stay.

Because while I was building
a forever for us,
you were already learning
how to leave me gently.

Now I sit alone
with memories that still sound like you.
Every late-night call,
every almost kiss,
every promise you whispered
just to break later.

I was your lover boy.
The one who stayed.
The one who waited.
The one who loved harder
than he should have.

And you-
you became the girl
who left me behind
without ever looking back.

But the cruelest part is this:

I still love you
like you're coming home someday.