Come.. Show me your sins... I knew it even while I stayed... Love was already learning how to leave me, soft at first, then heavy, then holy in the wrong way. Come... tell me why was it the finale? A chapter closed without ceremony.. no clean ending, only sorrow folding the pages for me. Come.. Tell me why... Grief took what I loved by the hand and lifted it somewhere I could not follow, calling it heaven so I would stop asking why. Come... sit with me where the knowing hurts. Where silence tells the truth before words dare to. I do not beg for return, only for the lesson to remain when the ache thins out. Let loss finish what love began. Let the dark keep what was never meant to stay. If I rise from this, let it be quieter, marked by what I saw coming and survived anyway... Come... Look at the ruins I created The second you turned from a lover to an enemy... Come.. say goodbye to yourself, from my mirror to yours.. An1, 2026