
You’re doing it again
I know
You felt the shift
The pause
The delay
The tone change you pretend not to notice
I noticed
Then why are you still here
Because noticing isn’t the same as reacting
That’s new language
It won’t save you
It’s not meant to
It’s only meant to keep my head above water
My head’s above water
Barely
You’re treading here
You think I’ll drown?
Might as well
You’re waiting
Watching
Counting seconds between replies like they mean something
I’m listening
No
You’re monitoring
You do this every time you think you’re about to be replaced
I’m not being replaced
That’s what you said last time
And the time before that
And the one where you stayed quiet so long you forgot what you needed
I need them to stay
Lower your voice
Why?
You afraid they’ll hear me
I’m afraid you’ll run the show again
I keep us alive
You keep us small
I keep us wanted
You keep us tolerable
That’s not fair
It’s precise
You don’t understand what it feels like when the warmth goes flat
When interest turns mechanical
When you realize you’ve become familiar instead of chosen
I understand
I just don’t confuse it with proof
You think you’re better than me now
No
I think you’re tired
Don’t soften it
Say what you mean
You learned this early
You learned that love required vigilance
That staying meant adjusting
That being easy meant being kept
So what?
It worked
It cost us
Everything costs something
Not everything erases you
You’d rather be alone?
I’d rather be intact
That sounds clean
That sounds rehearsed
It sounds practiced because it is
If you stop chasing, they’ll leave
They were already gone
You don’t know that
I know how it felt in my body
I remember being alone while someone was still there
…
That’s worse
Yes
I can fix this
You always say that
I’ll explain better
Be softer
Be quieter
Be easier
You’ll disappear
I’ll survive
You’ll endure
There’s a difference
If we stop trying they won’t come back
GOOD
They weren’t coming back for you
They were coming back for access
You’re cruel
I’m finished lying
What if we’re not enough?
…
Then let that be true without punishment
That feels like death
That’s separation
Not abandonment
I don’t know how to live without watching
You will learn
Promise it gets easier
No
Say something
I am
No—you’re just standing there
…
You’re still going to miss them
Yes
And you’re still going to want to go back
Yes
So what changed?
I stopped confusing want with permission
I still feel the pull
I just stopped calling it destiny
That doesn’t make it quieter
It makes it honest
I notice the same moments
The slight shift
The pause that invites interpretation
The silence that leaves room
for us to lean in?
Yes
The silence that leaves room for us to lean in
You’re observant
That was never the problem
Then why does it keep costing us?
Because you used awareness
as a reason to reach
To adjust
To stay available longer than was fair
That’s because I want it
I deserve it
I worked real hard to keep it
I still want it too
You do?
Yes
Then what?
You stop begging for proof
You stop negotiating your worth
You stop calling intensity love
And if I reach for them anyway?
Then you’ll feel it fully
Without excuses
Without stories
I don’t want to feel this alone
You won’t be
You said panic ruins things
It ruins silence
It doesn’t ruin truth
I’m still here
…
I’m scared
…
I know
…
That’s because you’re done negotiating
Who—
The part of you that kept waiting for it to make sense
…
I need closure
NO
…
Why not?
Because closure is a negotiation
…
So that’s it?
YES
No explanation?
NO
…
Then what do I get?
Yourself
I don’t like how this feels
You’re not supposed to
…
Then say it’s over
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About the Creator
Tifani Power
Tifani Power is a creative writer who focuses on exploring the darker corners of the human experience—loss, endurance, transformation, and the quiet moments that shape us. She favors depth, atmosphere, emotional precision, and lived truth.


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