We only ever move forward, step by step,
leaving behind what was –
not in regret, but with a gentle nod,
as the sun tips over the edge of the world,
stretching shadows that grow long, then fade.
It boggles my mind,
how effortlessly he enters your space,
how your laughter fades,
just enough for me to notice.
You think I do not sense it,
the way your words twist
and reshape themselves around him,
like you are building a different world
when he is near,
one I cannot quite reach.
Yet every day,
he takes what should be mine,
his presence invisible,
but felt in every word,
every glance,
and I am left here,
waiting in the silence
for the pieces of you
that he hasn’t yet claimed.
Forgive me for loving you so fiercely,
for binding myself to the image of you
that once danced in my dreams.
But know this:
you can wager on the stars,
bet on the turning of the heavens –
this heart will not open its door again.
No, not for you.
I feel its rage resonate with mine,
a shared tempest beneath my skin,
where the calm was never meant to stay.
Loss settled in my bones,
a weight I carried with each breath,
each step a reminder
of the spaces you no longer filled,
each day a struggle
to find meaning in the void.
In the gaze of your eyes,
I see ancient memories,
Whispers of forgotten days,
Laughter carried by the wind.