I feared losing her, held on too tight,
She built a trust, soft and light.
Yet one sudden day, she walked away,
Trust crumbled like castles of clay.
Yes, I faltered, I failed to see,
Her unspoken pain was calling me.
But she too held silence as her shield,
Leaving a wound that time won't heal.
Her final words? A cutting "Goodbye."
I still wonder—what's "good" in the 'bye'?True love, I learned, can meet its end,
Two broken hearts, too shattered to mend.
I know she ached, that's why she quit,
But those cruel words? I never meant it.
I warned her once, "My anger's untamed,"
Yet love for her, it always remained.
Sleepless nights, I lay awake,
Haunted by the thought she deemed me fake.
"If you don't change, I'll walk away,"
Her words still haunt me every day.
In every dream, her face appeared,
A life without her, my darkest fear.
She needed space; I held her near,
For her absence left my heart unclear.
I fought, I won—quitting's no plan,
I'm no coward; I'm a man.
And if it comes again, I'll never let go,
For my love runs deeper than she'll ever know.
I'd bow, I'd serve, in silence stay,
To prove my love, as a slave i will pay.
She might see the truth, though unsure I stand,
I'm no coward; I'm a man.
-Akash