I SHOULD'VE KNOWN

You held me like you cared. Your hand on my neck felt real. I wanted to believe it was love. I needed to. But the other hand— the one I couldn’t see— was already making a choice. And it wasn’t me. I should’ve known. The way you looked at me like you were already gone. The way your silence started to feel like goodbye. I didn’t want to see it. I still don’t. But I felt it. And that’s enough. 🖋️ Poemsbynitae