It’s the moment you realize they never loved you back, and somehow, you still care.
This piece isn’t about healing. It’s about knowing.
About what it takes to finally block the call, burn the hope, and stop explaining yourself to someone who only wanted your softness, never your soul.
Inspired by Khalid Aldiyktatur’s poem “Snapdragon”, this work is small but brutal. It’s the ghost of a voicemail you didn’t answer. It’s the voice that said “I love you” like a threat. It’s a flower blooming from a mouth full of fire.
Let it sit on your wall like a boundary. A reminder. A soft refusal.
One of a kind. Like that heartbreak was.
Size: Painting 6.5” x 4.5”, frame 9” x 11”
Materials: Acrylic, ink, and mixed media on paper
Framing: Hand-altered wood frame with water drop accents.
