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I Was Never Yours to Define: A Heartbreak in Five Acts (a poem)
A poetic reckoning with the quiet cruelty of being reshaped and the fierce truth that rises when we refuse to be erased.
3 min readMay 8, 2025
You said I was yours.
You traced my name in ink,
Then crossed it out in stone.
A vow that never blinked.
You called it clarity,
But love does not confine.
Love lets us grow in mystery,
Never locks us into lines.
I stood inside the garden
Where your words once fell like rain.
Now they strike like sharpened hailstones,
Cold and thick with disdain.
You said you’d be my shelter,
Yet built a border wall.
You claimed it was for safety —
But it only made me small.
You framed me in your image
Inside a hall of glass.
A thousand frozen versions
That never let me pass.