Dear To all who love unreservedly,

I loved you without hesitation - the kind of love tat doesn't measure, doesn't hold back. The kind that pours itslef out quietly, like rain in the middle of the nightq hoping you'd notice the sound.

I gave you the softest part of me-
the parts i used to protect, the parts that once know how to stay safe. I let you see me in ways no one else ever had, beliving that if love was real, it wouldn't be used against me.

but somewhere between your silence and my patience, i started disappearing.

You didn't break me all at once. It was slower than that. It was in the way you stopped choosing me. The way i became something you could come back to, but never stay for. I kept telling myself love meant staying - even when it hurt, even when it was one-sided, even when i was the only one still holding on.

And maybe that's the cruelest part.

I loved you honestly... while you loved me conveniently.

Now i sit here with a heart that still knows your name, stil flinches at your absence, stil remembers how it fels to believe you were home. But you were never mine in the way i was yours.

I was in.

You were just passing through.

And somehow, the one who loved more... is the one left with less