Uncertainty... I think it’s killing me.

But the unknown... I feel it willing me.

Not the fear... of leaving my feet.

Not the fear... of perceived retreat.

Echoes of your words... you never hear.

Only when I move... you suddenly fear.

Maybe it's the walls... you built to blind you.

Without me there... your vices find you.

You reach for me... only when you're drowning.

Call it love... feels more like accounting.

Every touch... comes with something to prove.

Every "stay"... just means don't move.

I’m done being... the shelter you run to.

When the world you created... becomes too much.

I’m done being... the comfort you cling to.

When you never stay long enough... to trust.

If distance is... the language you hear,

then let silence... speak louder than fear.

You chase me... only when I stop calling.

You want me back... when your world stops evolving.

I’m not a lighthouse... you get to abandon,

then look for again... when the storm starts landing.

I’m tired of being... the place you hide.

Then disappearing... when the waves subside.

You say you care... only when it shakes you.

Love shouldn’t be... the tide that breaks you.

I won’t keep bleeding... for someone who ghosts me.

Calls it grace... when they suddenly hold me.

I’m done being... the shelter you run to.

When the world you created... becomes too much.

I’m done being... the comfort you cling to.

When you never stay long enough... to trust.

If distance is... the language you hear,

then let silence... speak louder than fear.

One day you'll face... the wreckage and damage.

Connection was never... your leverage to manage.

Losing me wasn’t fate... it was consequence due.

Not for who I became... but what you refused.

You wanted refuge... without revealing.

I wanted honesty... you wanted healing.

I’m done being... the shelter you run to.

Done being... the fix you escape to.

You wanted peace... without choosing the truth.

I can't lose myself... just to not lose you.

If you wanted to... you would.

If you cared for me... you’d stay.

If silence is what it takes...

then I’ll let it speak.