I had clung to the idea of "us," to a mirage I believed was real. Then, grief struck : brutal, casting me back upon the shore. Our chemistry was nothing but a fleeting foam. Today, my vision is expanding. I am closing this chapter to write a new, vaster one; a narrative where I am the architect. I am no longer seeking to be chosen; instead, I choose what I deserve: a sincere presence, unwavering loyalty, and the light of a gaze that stays.