Why Did You Want My Soul?

 Why Did You Want My Soul?

Why did you want my soul, not skin?
Why ask to see the hurt within?
You found the cracks, then made them wide—
Promised to stay, but slipped outside.

You spoke like love was something true,
Like hearts were safe when held by you.
You looked at me like I was more—
Then left me weaker than before.

I let you in—I gave you light,
Shared every scar I hid at night.
You kissed my fears, then walked away,
Like none of it was meant to stay.

Why chase the fire and fan the flame,
If leaving me was still your aim?
Why beg to see what no one knew,
Then act as if it wasn't true?

You could’ve stayed upon the shore,
But chose to dive, then swim no more.
You left me floating, torn and cold,
Still wondering why you wanted more.

So now I write and try to mend
The love I gave you in the end.
A love that never asked for much—
Just truth, just care, a steady touch.

If you recall the things I said,
Or think of me when dreams are dead—
Know what you took was soft and whole.
So tell me... why’d you want my soul?

–Rachel Dcruz