When we first met, you lit a fire inside me,
You made me feel like no one ever had before.
We shared everything with each other;
Your troubles were never a burden to me.
I listened because I cared,
And I knew I mattered to you.

When you gave me directions to your house,
It felt like we were becoming something real.
We made plans for the future.
You even asked if I’d move in with you.

That question filled me with hope,
Because your feelings seemed to match mine.
Despite still being married,
I did something I never meant to do—
I found myself falling for you.

You knew my fears.
You knew my weaknesses.
You knew about my mental health.
You promised you would never hurt me.

The last time we spoke,
You wished your touch was mine.

All I had to do was wait three more weeks,
Then I could finally be free to be with you.

But without warning,
Everything changed.
It felt as though I was no longer worth waiting for.

Your warmth became silence.
Each day without a word
Deepened the hurt.
My mental health was already fragile;
I was sinking without a trace.

I searched for my friend—
The friend who promised they wouldn’t hurt me.

Instead, you called me mean
And told me to fuck off.

I took those words to heart.

That night,
I planned my end.

I couldn’t escape the feeling
That I no longer mattered
To the woman I loved.

I planned how I would leave this world.
I wrote my goodbyes.
To those I loved,
I apologised.

For you, my words were different.
I wanted the people who cared about you
To know how deeply I had been hurt.

My four-legged friend saved me.
In that moment,
She reminded me I was still loved.

I deleted the message.
I destroyed the letters.
I couldn’t bear the thought
Of causing you pain,
Even after everything.

Still,
I was left without answers.

I wrote to you,
Trying to explain how I felt.
Silence.

I sent you a birthday gift.
Silence.

I delivered one final letter,
Hoping only for closure.

Instead,
You blocked me
And threatened me.

That was the day
Something inside me finally changed.

Not because I stopped caring,
But because I accepted
That the person I thought I knew
Was gone.

Your words nearly cost me my life.
Whether you ever realised that,
Or whether you ever cared,
I may never know.

Despite everything,
I still wish you well,
Because kindness is part of who I am.

If life ever teaches you
What it feels like
To be invisible,
Abandoned,
Or alone,

I hope someone shows you
The compassion
I always tried to show you.