You gave your all, your heart, your hand,
still they refused to understand.
you called it love, they called it phase,
and left you lost in quiet haze.
hoping they'd turn, but they won’t stay.
so now you leave, not out of spite,
but knowing wrong will never right.
To care alone becomes a chain,
to stay too long invites the pain.
release is strength, though it may burn,
some doors must close for you to learn.
I write for those who love enough to let go
