The Slow Departure
๐ฆ๐ผ๐บ๐ฒ ๐๐ผ๐บ๐ฒ๐ป ๐ฑ๐ผ๐ปโ๐ ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฎ๐๐ฒ.
๐๐ถ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏโ๐ต ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต, ๐ฆ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ.
They wonder if he ever became the man she knew he could be.
This post is for her.
He was the one left behind, and so walked away.
And yeahโit broke him,
in ways he didn’t know he could.
But it also sharpened him,
softened him,
shaped him.
He didnโt come back louder.
He came back quieter.
More deliberate.
More himself.
But it was too late,
and he wasnโt chosen.
Thatโs how he knew the work wasnโt for herโ
it was for himselfโ
it was for the one who came next.
If youโve ever hoped a man might grow into the kind of love you giveโ
and you’re the kind of woman who would have chosen his better selfโ
you already know what kind of woman heโs hoping finds him next.
๐ก ๐ซ๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐ ๐ท๐ฌ๐ฐ ๐ด๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐.
