If you find a heart that waits,
don’t make it wait too long.
Silence, even soft,
can bruise a soul
that listens for love.
If someone gives you
the parts they never show the world,
don’t wear them like decoration.
Wear them like truth.
Some people
don’t fall in love —
they become it.
And when you leave,
they don’t just lose you…
they lose the part of themselves
they placed in your hands.
So if your feelings fade,
let your goodbye be gentle.
Let your absence speak
with the kindness
your presence once promised.
Because betrayal,
even wrapped in politeness,
still echoes
in every quiet moment they sit alone,
asking what they did wrong.
This is not a plea—
it’s a whisper.
A warning.
Don’t take softness
as something small.
It is the rarest thing in this world,
and when it breaks,
something rare is lost
To everyone who’s ever been soft in a world that didn’t hold them gently — this is your voice.
To those who walk away from love — walk softly.
Because hearts like mine don’t come twice.
