My Love,

There are nights when the moon hangs low,

and it feels as though even the sky is grieving with me.
Tonight is one of those nights.
The world is silent, but inside me, every memory of you is loud—
echoing in places I thought were strong,
echoing in places I didn’t know could break.

You slipped from my life the way light fades from the horizon—
slowly, beautifully, tragically—
and by the time darkness settled,
I realized I was standing alone,
holding nothing but the warmth of a sun that no longer belonged to me.

I felt you changing
long before your words admitted the truth.
Your laughter dimmed,
your touch cooled,
your eyes wandered to a place I could not follow.
I watched you drift toward another man
the way one watches a ship disappear into the mist—
helplessly, painfully,
wondering if you ever looked back to see the shore where I still stood.

There is a sorrow that sinks deeper than tears,
deeper than breath,
a sorrow that moves into the bones.
That is where I carry you now—
in the quiet spaces where longing has learned to whisper instead of scream.

I keep wondering if our love meant anything to you—
if even a single moment burned in your chest
the way your absence now burns in mine.
But answers do not come,
only the cold truth that your heart found a new home
while mine was still opening its doors for you.

I try to let go,
but you are threaded through my days
like a melody I cannot unhear.
Your name lingers in the air,
your memory clings to the walls of my mind,
and everything reminds me of a future
that was never meant to survive.

Still—
I wish you the gentleness I cannot give myself.
I hope he holds you in all the ways you wanted to be held,
even if those ways were never mine to offer.
Your happiness should not feel like a wound…
but right now, it does.

So here is my farewell,
soft as shattered hope,
quiet as a final breath:

I let you go,
not because the ache has lessened,
but because love—real love—cannot cage the wings
of someone who has already flown.

Goodbye, my heart.
May the world be kind to you,
even as I learn to live in the emptiness you left behind.”