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“Just One Question…”

Appleooooo

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Tell me—how did you change so effortlessly?
You, who once woke at dawn just to hear my voice.
Who brought me flowers as if love bloomed in your hands.
Who walked beside me, weaving stories into the wind.
Who cried when anger brushed your heart.
Who wrote letters just to stitch a smile onto my day—
where has that person gone?
Why does your “I’ll be right back
stretch into endless days now?
Why don’t you soothe my silence anymore?
Why has my crying become nothing
but a brief pause between your breaths?
You once heard every whisper I spoke—
why does my quiet feel so ordinary to you now?
Tell me, where did that version of you disappear—
the one who said, “You are my everything.
I will keep you safe, always.”
Do you know I still live on those words?
When I close my eyes, I still see that love.
When I open them, I see you—
present, yet heartbreakingly absent.
You say you love me—
but where should I search for that love?
In a message? A voice note?
Or in the cold hush of your indifference?
You say I’m your priority—
then why am I always the last?
Outside your time, outside your world,
outside the warmth I once called home.
Does your heart never tremble
when you remember the person
who cried for you, cherished you,
and forgot themselves—just for you?
You once whispered,
“You are mine. I will hold you gently.”
Today, I ask—
were those words only sugar-coated promises?
Or did you ever truly love me?
~ Apple
 
Tell me—how did you change so effortlessly?
You, who once woke at dawn just to hear my voice.
Who brought me flowers as if love bloomed in your hands.
Who walked beside me, weaving stories into the wind.
Who cried when anger brushed your heart.
Who wrote letters just to stitch a smile onto my day—
where has that person gone?
Why does your “I’ll be right back
stretch into endless days now?
Why don’t you soothe my silence anymore?
Why has my crying become nothing
but a brief pause between your breaths?
You once heard every whisper I spoke—
why does my quiet feel so ordinary to you now?
Tell me, where did that version of you disappear—
the one who said, “You are my everything.
I will keep you safe, always.”
Do you know I still live on those words?
When I close my eyes, I still see that love.
When I open them, I see you—
present, yet heartbreakingly absent.
You say you love me—
but where should I search for that love?
In a message? A voice note?
Or in the cold hush of your indifference?
You say I’m your priority—
then why am I always the last?
Outside your time, outside your world,
outside the warmth I once called home.
Does your heart never tremble
when you remember the person
who cried for you, cherished you,
and forgot themselves—just for you?
You once whispered,
“You are mine. I will hold you gently.”
Today, I ask—
were those words only sugar-coated promises?
Or did you ever truly love me?
~ Apple
Very realistic and touching! You have bravely brought up these difficult truths of relationships.
Awesome Intelligence
 
Tell me—how did you change so effortlessly?
You, who once woke at dawn just to hear my voice.
Who brought me flowers as if love bloomed in your hands.
Who walked beside me, weaving stories into the wind.
Who cried when anger brushed your heart.
Who wrote letters just to stitch a smile onto my day—
where has that person gone?
Why does your “I’ll be right back
stretch into endless days now?
Why don’t you soothe my silence anymore?
Why has my crying become nothing
but a brief pause between your breaths?
You once heard every whisper I spoke—
why does my quiet feel so ordinary to you now?
Tell me, where did that version of you disappear—
the one who said, “You are my everything.
I will keep you safe, always.”
Do you know I still live on those words?
When I close my eyes, I still see that love.
When I open them, I see you—
present, yet heartbreakingly absent.
You say you love me—
but where should I search for that love?
In a message? A voice note?
Or in the cold hush of your indifference?
You say I’m your priority—
then why am I always the last?
Outside your time, outside your world,
outside the warmth I once called home.
Does your heart never tremble
when you remember the person
who cried for you, cherished you,
and forgot themselves—just for you?
You once whispered,
“You are mine. I will hold you gently.”
Today, I ask—
were those words only sugar-coated promises?
Or did you ever truly love me?
~ Apple
I relate to all of this deeply, it’s exactly how I felt when my first relationship ended..
 
Tell me—how did you change so effortlessly?
You, who once woke at dawn just to hear my voice.
Who brought me flowers as if love bloomed in your hands.
Who walked beside me, weaving stories into the wind.
Who cried when anger brushed your heart.
Who wrote letters just to stitch a smile onto my day—
where has that person gone?
Why does your “I’ll be right back
stretch into endless days now?
Why don’t you soothe my silence anymore?
Why has my crying become nothing
but a brief pause between your breaths?
You once heard every whisper I spoke—
why does my quiet feel so ordinary to you now?
Tell me, where did that version of you disappear—
the one who said, “You are my everything.
I will keep you safe, always.”
Do you know I still live on those words?
When I close my eyes, I still see that love.
When I open them, I see you—
present, yet heartbreakingly absent.
You say you love me—
but where should I search for that love?
In a message? A voice note?
Or in the cold hush of your indifference?
You say I’m your priority—
then why am I always the last?
Outside your time, outside your world,
outside the warmth I once called home.
Does your heart never tremble
when you remember the person
who cried for you, cherished you,
and forgot themselves—just for you?
You once whispered,
“You are mine. I will hold you gently.”
Today, I ask—
were those words only sugar-coated promises?
Or did you ever truly love me?
~ Apple
Some love doesn’t vanish suddenly. It fades in silence, and that silence hurts the most. This felt painfully real. Thank you for putting words to what so many struggle to say.
 
Tell me—how did you change so effortlessly?
You, who once woke at dawn just to hear my voice.
Who brought me flowers as if love bloomed in your hands.
Who walked beside me, weaving stories into the wind.
Who cried when anger brushed your heart.
Who wrote letters just to stitch a smile onto my day—
where has that person gone?
Why does your “I’ll be right back
stretch into endless days now?
Why don’t you soothe my silence anymore?
Why has my crying become nothing
but a brief pause between your breaths?
You once heard every whisper I spoke—
why does my quiet feel so ordinary to you now?
Tell me, where did that version of you disappear—
the one who said, “You are my everything.
I will keep you safe, always.”
Do you know I still live on those words?
When I close my eyes, I still see that love.
When I open them, I see you—
present, yet heartbreakingly absent.
You say you love me—
but where should I search for that love?
In a message? A voice note?
Or in the cold hush of your indifference?
You say I’m your priority—
then why am I always the last?
Outside your time, outside your world,
outside the warmth I once called home.
Does your heart never tremble
when you remember the person
who cried for you, cherished you,
and forgot themselves—just for you?
You once whispered,
“You are mine. I will hold you gently.”
Today, I ask—
were those words only sugar-coated promises?
Or did you ever truly love me?
~ Apple
No one ever changes just like that. After getting hurt again and again, feeling overwhelmed from every side, when even the small expectations someone holds from the one person they trust aren’t met, that’s when they seem to change but that change is temporary.
People with kind hearts eventually pull themselves together again. They understand the difference between right and wrong. They don’t change themselves for others. No matter how much they’re hurt by people, they can never truly walk away from being kind...
 
No one ever changes just like that. After getting hurt again and again, feeling overwhelmed from every side, when even the small expectations someone holds from the one person they trust aren’t met, that’s when they seem to change but that change is temporary.
People with kind hearts eventually pull themselves together again. They understand the difference between right and wrong. They don’t change themselves for others. No matter how much they’re hurt by people, they can never truly walk away from being kind...
Absolutely. Kind hearts always find their way back, no matter the pain.
 
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