what being ghosted feels like… (original) скачать в хорошем качестве

what being ghosted feels like… (original)

I wrote this song late last night after someone disappeared from my life without a word. Ironically, I texted her this morning one last time, and she responded. Wished me well. Then slipped back to silence. But this isn’t simply about her. It’s about the feeling of being let in… and then left. Again. “There you go, back to the crowd.” That’s what it feels like when someone intimate returns to a stranger. She enters my world and then absconds just as quickly. Someone who once knew my skin, body, and mind suddenly belongs to the abyss and is unreachable; perhaps, she was never here. “As my blood pours out, your silence is loud.” It’s strange how silence can feel violent. When someone pulls away and says nothing, it becomes more than distance. It feels like erasure. As if I’m bleeding, and she won’t even look. And in that refusal, something pierces and touches the edge of wounds that began long before. “I need to escape, Sick of the chase, I beg you to stay, You erase my name.” I’ve lived this over and over. Trying to be seen, to matter. And somehow, despite all of my accomplishments, I’m left feeling erased. “When I close my eyes Take me away When I close my eyes I’ll be okay.” I keep returning to these last lines. Am I okay because it’s over? Or because I’ve let go? Will their vanishing bring peace? Sometimes it’s a longing to disappear into stillness— to be carried somewhere quieter, where the ache stops and it isn’t such a fight. Other times, it feels like a longing for home. For her to hold me, look me in my eyes and stay. For something steady. Something outside of all this reaching. This song doesn’t resolve. Because sometimes, there isn’t closure. Sometimes, we’re left holding all the silence ourselves. Thank you for reading and listening to my art 🙏 #music #Acoustic #Heartbreak #singer #Ghosting #Abandonment #love #Longing #home #hope #relationship #trauma