What I Refused to See

What I Refused to See

I called it love when it was something smaller,

Something that asked less and took far more,

I ignored the cracks that spread between us,

Pretending they were not there before.

You showed me who you were in pieces,

In words that slipped and actions that stayed,

Yet I softened every sharp edge you carried,

And told myself I was not afraid.

Short sighted in ways I cannot defend now,

Blind to the truth laid out in plain sight,

I chose comfort over what felt honest,

I chose to stay instead of what was right.

There were signs I stepped around carefully,

Excuses I built like walls in my mind,

Each one easier than facing the reality,

That you were never truly kind.

Stupidity wears a quiet kind of shame,

It does not shout or demand to be known,

It settles slowly in choices repeated,

Until you realise you stood there alone.

I see you clearly now without distortion,

No softness left to blur what is real,

And though it hurts to admit what I missed,

It hurts less than pretending not to feel.

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