That kind of longing you learn once you miss.
Goes by a name only a heart knows how to pronounce,
and doesn’t hesitate to call when you care to listen,
so it absorbs as it unfolds yours every ounce.

Of all the things, it’s absence that can’t be overcome,
a void of crushing torment you have to sustain
alongside hope that one day it will leave.
But that’s like hoping for a night of clear skies
that guides your way home in the middle of the storm.
You might as well sink. As there’s no burden
heavier than the love you can’t give.

Stoic pines are uprooting,
Careless rage
of an indifferent wind.
And when the nerves are exposed
It dies in spent shudder, to our stupefied awe and vulnerable repose.

With a boat made of hope
I'll go sailing
In the search of love
If my heart gets wrecked and crushed
From the storm of empty promises
I'll bury it in the depth of my chest
like treasures from a shipwreck
For you to find it and peace it back together

I loved him with every fiber of my soul,
But the world around us felt like a cage that wouldn't unfold.
The familiar streets, the same old faces,
The comforting routine that slowly lost its place.

My heart beat solely for him,
A love so strong, it felt suffocating.
That his loving arms, his gentle and caring eyes,
Couldn't keep me in a place I can't even disguise.

I needed to leave, to break free from this place's hold,
To find my own path, and make myself whole.
And I wasn't going to give him what he needed,
A love that would anchor him, like a steady heartbeat in turbulent seas.

So I left, before he could keep me by his side,
Shattering his core, and breaking his heart.
In one of my memories, I felt his pain,
Where he stood while I left, his tears falling like rain.

And when it rained, I'd wish his heart sought solace in familiar shores,
While mine sailed to uncharted horizons.
For our story, was like a melody of discordant notes,
Two souls, once in harmony, now drifting remote.

I've found my horizons glow,
Where I sit, trying not to think of him in woe,
For time has changed me,
But not enough to free me from his memories and his pain.

But I'm there again hoping he doesn't think of me, until I saw him again,
Years passed yet he remained unchanged.
But his eyes still held a longing for what could be,
Us, the life I gave away that would have soothed his soul's dark sea.

I did not fall in love with you—

I walked,

Eyes wide open,

Mesmerized by every step,

Drawn into mirrored reflections,

A path unfolding like light.

Moving forward,

Sure-footed and steady,

Choosing each step

Along the way.