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What she said to you

“It wasn’t that I didn’t care… I just didn’t know how to carry the weight of both of us.”

She said it quietly, like a note folded too many times. The kind of line that echoes louder in silence than in presence. There was no blame in her voice, only a tired kind of truth, the kind that doesn’t argue, doesn’t try to explain further. She may have said it once, but it's the kind of sentence that keeps speaking inside your head long after it's been spoken.

You remember where you were when she said it. The way the light hit her face- -half shadow, half fading amber. You didn’t respond, not really. Maybe because you didn’t know how. Or maybe you were waiting for something else - something that never came.

It’s not the sentence that stings - it’s the tone.
It’s not the tone that stays - - it’s the fact you still don’t know how to answer it.
Maybe she was right. Maybe you never learned how to carry both of you either.