“You’ll Miss Me Too Late”
You’ll miss me when I don’t reply,
When silence echoes my last goodbye.
When I stop checking in like I used to do,
When the softest parts of me forget about you.
You’ll miss the way I made you feel—
How I touched your soul with something real.
How I saw the cracks and stayed anyway,
While you took my love and looked away.
You’ll scroll my name with shaking hands,
Wondering why it slipped like sand.
But darling, love is not a game—
You only played me. I wasn’t the same.
I was the calm you didn’t fight to keep,
The promise whispered in your sleep.
I was the “what if” you let fade to black,
And once I’m gone… you won’t get me back.
So save your texts. Don’t write your “hey.”
I gave you chances day by day.
I begged with actions, not with pride—
But you only noticed after I died inside.
By the time you feel the ache I felt,
By the time your heart begins to melt—
I’ll be long gone. I’ll be unreachable.
I’ll be healed. I’ll be untouchable.
And you’ll sit with that sting in your chest,
Knowing you lost me at my best.
Not because I wanted to walk away…
But because you never gave me a reason to stay.
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