Let Him Be

 

He left me

alone
on a rainy day in Sài Gòn.
The rain was pouring
but for once
I wasn’t crying—
I was fucking happy.

Your deep Northern voice
woke me up
like a lie that sounded too familiar.
You said we came from the same place—
bullshit.
But I still listened.

Nights blurred—
both of us
sacrificing sleep for something
that felt close to love
but wasn’t.
Still, when you said
I was one of your biggest desires,
you weren’t lying.
And fuck,
I felt something too.

Yes, I got played.
But talking with you—
that shit made everything disappear.
Talking with you,
something inside me
started to breathe again.

And you didn’t give a damn
when I kissed your ego
like it was holy.

So tell me—
how did you feel
when you heard
my broken morning voice?

Did I really get you at your hello
or did you just wanna fuck me?

Did those two nights
vanish from you
like a passing breeze?

Did anything feel different?
Or did you just wanna fuck me?

Did you feel even an ounce of regret
leaving me
waiting,
alone,
in a sea of my own making?
Or did you just wanna fuck me?

Did you feel reincarnated
when you first saw me?
Was there one
honest moment
between all those lies?

I was too over the moon to see,
too over the moon to let you be.

Underneath our lies—
we were both soul-sucking,
high on ego.
And I need to let you go.

My life is a fucking mess.
So I must let you go.

You ran away
because my love
wasn't worth
losing your pride.
And I wasn’t worth
losing to.

Still, deep down
I wish you'd text me back.
Not for revenge.
Not for a second chance.
But so my eyes
can finally open wide
and see
just how stupid I was.

I fell into the same trap
I built
for others.

And one day—
I’ll drift away
in your memory
like a winter breeze.

But tonight,
let me pour
everything out
so I can move on
and rebuild what’s left of me.

Lord, if you hear me—
let him live peacefully.
Don’t punish him for breaking me.
Let him grow old enough
to see