Broken Promises

“What if we never met? All the memories of us— They would be nothing, Like I mean to you: Nothing. You ask me how I am doing. Baby, everything within me is dying After all you put me through. You expect me to be fine, But I can never be you— Someone who can easily forget those memories. That means you never loved me, Yet you say you love me, And the moment we are done, You throw it all away like I meant nothing. When I saw you throw everything away, It felt like a knife cutting through my soul. All those promises and dreams shattered, Leaving me standing in the wreckage of our love. But I refuse to let your actions define me. I’ll gather the pieces and rebuild myself anew. Even though you walked away so easily, I’ll find strength in knowing I meant something to myself. And as I walk away from this pain, I’ll carry the lessons learned deep within. No longer defined by what we had, But by the resilience to rise and begin again. So goodbye to the memories tainted with lies, I’ll cherish the moments that were true and pure. In the end, I’ll emerge stronger and free, For my worth isn’t measured by your closure.”