only that it settles where trust once lived.
I don't like what I am seeing.
And if I don't like it,
then perhaps that is answer enough.
I no longer need the reasons,
nor the explanations that come after the hurt.
Some things break the heart
before they ever reach the mind.
Maybe it is better for the world to believe
that I belong to no one,
than for me to proudly say I belong to you
while my heart questions where your eyes wander.
You are my man.
You once promised to guard your eyes,
to not be easily swayed
by every passing beauty the world offers.
I never asked for perfection.
I only asked for a promise
to remain a promise.
Because love was never about possession.
It was about choosing each other,
even when no one was watching.
Today, I carry a silence
heavier than any explanation you could give.
Not because I no longer love you,
but because disappointment
has a way of speaking louder than words.
