And walked away No one stopped me No one followed me Because to them I was already gone
That night I packed one suitcase
Not in anger Not even in sadness
But with a kind of calm that scared me more than anything else The next morning I left No note No message No goodbye
I didn’t block the…
And walked away No one stopped me No one followed me Because to them I was already gone
That night I packed one suitcase
Not in anger Not even in sadness
But with a kind of calm that scared me more than anything else The next morning I left No note No message No goodbye
I didn’t block them I didn’t make a scene I simply disappeared But what they didn’t know was this
For the past five years, I had been quietly managing things they never paid at