He left —
not with noise,
but with the kind of silence
that haunts doorknobs.
There was no fight,
just a quiet forgetting.
My name unlearned
like a bad habit.
He said goodbye
without saying it —
just stopped replying
like a sentence
left hanging mid-air.
But I kept his teacup.
It’s the only thing he ever warmed
and didn’t abandon.
☕
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122 days agoHe left —
not with noise,
but with the kind of silence
that haunts doorknobs.
There was no fight,
just a quiet forgetting.
My name unlearned
like a bad habit.
He said goodbye
without saying it —
just stopped replying
like a sentence
left hanging mid-air.
But I kept his teacup.
It’s the only thing he ever warmed
and didn’t abandon.
☕