The Man Who Took Himself Away

He left in silence, a final act of leaving, but long before his breath was gone, he carved his absence into her skin.

Years of thunder in his hands, storms hidden in his words, she carried bruises no one saw.

A soul bent, not broken,

a heart caged, yet still beating.

They call him lost,

they call it tragedy,

But she knows: he had been unraveling her life long before he unraveled his own.

Now the world whispers his sorrow, but she remembers his cruelty.

She grieves in a different key, not for the man but for the years stolen.

For the girl inside her who deserved gentle love, she learned survival instead.

And still, she rises.

From ashes of his violence, from echoes of his choice.

She claims her breath, her body, her tomorrow.

For he is gone,

but she is here.

And she is finally free.

7:13

Chloe