good luck

i never stood a chance against what was never mine.

if i have to fight for it,

it was never meant for me.

when the mystery between you two stopped pretending—

when the truth settled,

i had no more room for bargaining

i didn’t fall apart.

i wasn’t heartbroken.

i was angry, but only briefly.

then strangely…

i was relieved.

how violent it is to silence your body,

to abandon your intuition,

to betray what you’ve always known.

and still—

i wish love.

i wish joy.

for you, for her, for me,

for all of us fumbling towards ourselves

who am i to govern your soul,

or anyone’s