When the Radiance Fades
I once thought that if I could endure enough, I could keep her safe and at peace.
Illness wore me down, but I didn’t dare tell her or make her suffer alongside me.
I could only push her away bit by bit with coldness and concealment.
She grew uneasy and tried to sound me out, her eyes red as she asked me for the truth,
but I cruelly said the words that would hurt her most.
Trust crumbled, love shattered,
and she turned and walked away without a shred of hesitation.
Only when I sat alone in the empty room did I understand:
I kept her safe, but I lost us.
When the radiance fades, all that remains is endless regret.
Sure enough, it was very cruel. It was similar to my experience. I cried 😢