It started with a cry.
You saw me.
I saw you—
like we were meant for each other.
We spoke.
We laughed.
We smiled.
We lied.
And made it all look like love.
I stayed—
but you never asked me to.
You stayed—
but only when it was easy.
We sat beside each other like friends,
but deep down,
we were enemies pretending peace.
You broke me—
but I was the one who handed you the hammer.
And when it all ended,
it ended with a cry.
Just like it began.