Delete For Everyone

I sent it...

Just a “hey.”

Strange..how three letters

Can feel like one confession

Wrapped in regret.

Like somehow, somewhere 

This fragment of word could reach

Across the mess I made,

Back to the version of you

Who used to love me.

But the moment I hit send,

Reality hit back harder.

You did love me once.

God, you did.

You loved me with everything

I didn’t know how to handle.

And I took it for granted,

Played it cool,

Acted like you would always be there...

Like I had time

To figure out how to love you back

Without fear,

Without running.

But I was wrong.

Turns out, love has limits.

Even yours.

And I pushed mine

Until you finally

Just let go.

You left,

And I didn’t blame you...

I blamed myself.

And now,

After all this time,

I had the audacity

To send you a “hey.”

Like that’s not ridiculous.

In that one minute

Between “sent” and “seen.”

That’s all it took

For a thousand thoughts

To slap me in the face.

What if you see it

And feel nothing?

Or worse...

What if it hurts

To see my name again?

What if it pulls you

Back to that place

You swore you would never visit?

The place where you

Used to love me

Before I showed you

All the reasons you shouldn’t.

And maybe you are holding your phone

Right now,

Staring at the screen,

Wondering why I couldn’t

Just let you be...

Why I had to barge in

With this pointless message

When you have worked so hard

To move on.

Maybe you are shaking your head,

Thinking how typical...

Still reckless,

Still selfish,

Still me.

And maybe it doesn’t matter now.

Maybe you have already

Found someone else..

Someone who didn’t make

Loving you

Feel like a mistake.

Someone who didn’t have

A habit of running

When things got real.

Someone who knows how to hold on

Instead of letting go.

And here I am,

Showing up at your doorstep

With a useless “hey”

That can’t undo

The mess I made.

It hits me...

This is stupid.

I am not supposed to be

Part of your life anymore.

I lost that privilege

When I let you walk away.

So, I press it....

Delete for everyone.

Because it’s pointless,

Because it’s selfish,

Because it’s too late.

And it’s funny, really,

How deleting a message

Doesn’t delete the regret.

Delete for everyone...

But not for me.

Because no matter

How many times I try,

I can’t erase

The reality

That I ruined

The best thing

I ever had.

And I can’t blame you

For not wanting

To read a word

From the girl

Who broke

What you once called love.

Delete for everyone....

But I am still here,

Sitting with the truth

That it was never

Just a “hey.”

It was everything

I couldn’t say

When you were still

Willing to listen.

Delete for everyone...

But the guilt stays mine.

Because I had your love,

And left it behind.