You thought I was weak,
that without you I would fall
like a house without foundations.

You confused need with choice.

You did not see
that I knew how to stand even alone,
that emptiness frightens me less
than lies.

I did not adore you out of necessity,
but out of will,
like keeping a light on
even at dawn.

Now you know.
I know how to walk without you,
I know how to breathe without your name.

My strength
is not noise,
it is not pride that scratches.

It is a door that closes softly
in front of an empty chair,
it is indifference
when it finally stops hurting
and becomes peace.