Your actions told me to stop, so I did.
It wasn’t the words you didn’t say, but the ones your behavior screamed loud and clear. You pulled away, you shut down, and you left me with no choice but to step back.
I wanted to keep fighting, to keep trying, but your actions showed me there was nothing left to fight for. So I stopped. I let go. Because sometimes, the hardest thing to do is listen to what isn’t being said and respect the truth it reveals.
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