I renounce you-
As the sole owner of my heart,
The first breath I reach for in the morning,
The voice I try to find in every noise.
I'm reclaiming titles you no longer desire.
I'll mourn you-
Your outline sleeping next to me,
The hours I reserved just for you,
The places we'll never walk,
The moments I'll never touch.
I'll bury them gently,
Beneath the soil of the garden,
Beside the soul I'll never know.
And I will grow,
And I will bloom,
In the garden you once walked through-
Where you planted flowers, weeds and monstrous trees.
I'll learn their thorns,
The poisons not to consume,
And let them be-
A memento of you
Who once lived here,
Because this was my garden first;
My love,
My storm,
My lesson.
251023 / i'll have a good life darling, but it won't be with you - chelsea cutler
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I previously included this in my first post of 2026, and here's the full version of it. This was written in the afternoon of one day in October. He used to be the first person I looked for in the morning, and I was mad and upset that I missed those good morning texts. I was still very much heartbroken then, but I was starting to accept that this is my road and our paths will not align again, even if I still love him a lot. Part of it was because I was listening to Chelsea Cutler's latest EP back to back, and it made me process a lot of things, which brought me closer to acceptance.
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