dear Jack,
Being with you was like standing at the edge of a cliff and turning my back, trusting you not to push me. Trusting youd be the one person who wouldnt let me fall. Instead, you shoved me.And when i was clinging to the edge barely holding on, you didnt reach out your hand. You gave me a knife, and i held on to it even as it was cutting into me, hoping youd change, praying that you cared. Hoping that if i hurt enough, youd see me and maybe then youd care. But you just watched me bleed out. And in that silence i realized letting go was the only way to stop the bleeding. love always, cat
Last updated on:2025-08-27T08:48:03+05:30
Comments (3)
you gave everything and he just let you bleed. the shift wasn’t when he pushed it was when u finally stopped holding on. that’s the part that changed it.
i felt this so much. i remember holding onto someone who kept showing me i didn’t matter, but i kept hoping anyway. it takes so much to finally realize the only way out is to let go.
this made me feel sick like damn i know that exact mix of trust and betrayal. i remember begging for scraps while he just stood there watching me fall apart. it’s wild how we hang on even when it’s tearing us up.