The Ledger of Silence

We met by accident, or maybe by fate 

a collision the stars had already planned.

You said luck, I said grace,

and for a while, we believed both.

I kept unwrapping the layers of you,

finding brilliance, distance,

and a silence that learned to speak.

You said you were my equal 

but integrity weighed differently on our scales.

You built empires; I built presence.

You held crowns; I held vows.

I waited through seasons,

thirty days, sixty, then a year 

long enough for love to turn into prayer.

I broke promises to the dead

to keep one with the living,

and even that became a ghost.

In the end, I asked for nothing

but a heartbeat beside mine,

not gold, not words,

just presence.

When it never came,

I found it in myself 

quiet, steady, unbending.

The balance is settled.

No debts remain, no names required.

A piece of me lives where silence hides,

unchangeable, unreturned,

and in every signature,

the why, the soul, the me 

remembers.