There was a time when I didn’t see it. When I gave the benefit of the doubt, when I assumed people meant well, when I thought if I just explained myself better, they would finally understand.
But now? I see you.
I see the control disguised as care. The silence used as punishment. The calculated distance meant to make me chase. The small, deliberate shifts to keep me questioning myself.
I see the way you withhold—just enough to make me want more, just enough to keep me on edge, just enough to make sure the power stays in your hands.
I used to think it was unintentional. I used to wonder if you even knew what you were doing. But now I know better. You knew. Every time you gave just a little, only to pull away again. Every time you refused to ask the one question that mattered. Every time you made sure I was always the one left waiting, wondering, trying.
And now? I’m done trying.
I don’t need answers. I don’t need explanations. I don’t need an apology you’ll never give.
Because the truth is, you don’t hold power here anymore.
I do.
I see you. And more importantly? I see myself.
I see my strength. I see my worth. I see how much energy I wasted on someone who was never willing to meet me halfway.
So keep your silence. Keep your coldness. Keep your games.
They don’t work on me anymore.
Because the moment I saw the truth, I became untouchable.
And just like that, I walked away.