Silly Me

Everything was confusing.

I knew you liked me.

I liked you back. I thought you knew lol, silly me.

I understood you—completely. But when I asked you to show up for me,

you couldn’t.

I wasn’t even surprised. same old cycle 

I just didn’t want to ghost you without at least trying to make it work.

But you got scared.

And yeah, there were others before you…

but you were my first real love.

Youll never know that.

I know I scared you—

not with who I was,

but with how well I could read you.

I read people like books.

Most don’t even know they’re being read.

But you said you weren’t ready.

And I had to face the truth:

Even if I understand your wounds,

I can’t heal you.

When I blocked you, it wasn’t because I hated you.

I was splitting. I needed space before I exploded.

I still exploded—

because you ran to my best friend.

(Why do they always do that?)

And I didn’t even want her seeing that side of me.

Truth is, we weren’t even that close.

Just close enough for you to know it’d get back to me.

I unblocked you later.

But I’m not delusional.

Things will never be what they were.

And that? That was my closure.

So when I go quiet,

when I disappear and build the life I deserve—

please don’t spin the block.

Because while I was out here

trying to make sure everyone else was okay,

no one made sure I was.