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Dnth 1d
For the short time we shared,
for the quick laugh that broke the air,
for the simple lessons we dared,
for the proof of a bond we bare

thank you, for everything
Dnth 1d
lose myself
in the sweep of the breeze,
feel the touch of the sea
and the warmth of the sand

life has barely begun,
yet the burden makes it feel like the end

dwell in the moment,
though hopes are barely seen;
might stay in lament,
for the soul has always been
Dnth 2d
I look at you — the world leans in
I say your name like a vow and a question
You are sunlit and exacting; I am crooked with wanting

Who am I to stand beside you?
Who am I to have bruised that brightness?
I will not shrink from that answer nor flinch from fault

I love you with the fierce, awkward hunger of someone who has learned to risk
I will fight for the place where your hand fits mine, fierce as weather, steady as tide
I will learn the edges that make you fragile and keep my fingers gentle

And if your happiness finds a road that does not have my name,
I will open both hands — not from weakness but from a love that is wide enough to let go
Letting you go will not be surrender; it will be proof of caring that outlives possession

Forgive me the times I failed
Forgive me the times I was only learning
I will return, if given a chance, with fire tempered into staying
If not, I will watch you walk toward everything you deserve and keep my heart intact by love alone
Dnth 4d
time will heal, they say—
maybe that's why i hate time
it holds the slow work of forgetting i refuse

i love the ache, the way absence perfumes the room
how pain keeps the shape of what was bright

here i sit with folded mornings
no regret, only the small ritual of remembering.

the wound is patient; it teaches me the weather of me
Dnth 5d
Maybe it’s not about the words,
but the person.
No matter how hard you reach,
you’ll remain unseen
if you are not the one they hold.

Let go of those who don’t stay,
for their silence speaks louder
than any promise.

It aches,
yet the heart learns to carry
what is not returned.
Love unanswered
is still love,
but it is yours to release.

They leave,
and that’s enough reason.

— The End —