I took one step toward you,

Hope shining foolishly in my eyes.

I walked the path to your door

Carrying a heart full of love.

You answered with silence.

Then the door slammed shut,

And my heart fell between us,

Shattering across the floor

Like something that was never meant to survive.

Do I kneel and gather the broken pieces?

Or leave them there,

A grave at the feet

Of the one who killed them?

Which road do I walk now?

The lonely road to emptiness

Or the lonely road to pain?

It doesn’t matter.

My heart died that day,

And no matter which road I take,

You will never take a single step with me.

Your coldness came like winter,

Sudden and merciless.

You turned away

As if what we had meant nothing.

My mind still drifts back to you

Until I remember the truth—

I had to survive you.

I burned in the fire of your fears,

Your lies feeding the flames

That consumed everything I gave.

And still

I believed there was something good inside you.

But belief does not open closed doors.

I have knocked long enough.

I have waited long enough.

Now I stand at a crossroad

Where walking away

Is the only thing left to choose.

One day you will remember me.

One day you will understand

What you let slip through your hands.

But by then

The place you once held in my heart

Will be nothing but ashes.

And I will already be gone.