Unwritten Poem by Za7ra Sulaiman

i bled you out on every page
turned my sorrow into sage
made my pain a lullaby
hoping you'd come back, not lie
i kissed your name in every line
dressed my wounds in words like wine
thought if i wrote you soft and true
you'd miss the girl who bled for you
but poems can't bring back the dead
can't warm the side you never fed
i haunted verses just to feel
a love that never thought me real
so here's my final gift, my cue
no more rhymes that sound like you
no more songs where you're the theme
no more drowning in a dream
and my final act of love is true
i
stop writing about you