my last act of love for you won't be a hundred missed calls or long messages. it will be the silence that you always wanted. no more asking you to stay. no more explaining why i was hurt. no more trying to make you care in the way i needed. this time, i'll just be quiet. i'll stop reaching out, stop asking how you are, and stop hoping you'll notice what you're losing. i won't make a scene. i won't beg. i'll just slowly disappear from the place i kept trying to hold onto. because if silence is what you wanted, then silence is how i'll leave.