She Made Me an Orphan

Enough story to tell 😒😓

She made me an orphan
the moment her lips carved distance into the air,
saying I no longer belong, like love had an exit sign.

It wasn’t just her words,
it was the silence that followed,
the way she turned my name into a stranger’s echo.

But even in the ache, I stand
not unloved, just uninvited,
still whole, still worthy, still someone’s son.

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