I learned too lateโจthat some things arrive quietly,โจnot as miracles,โจbut as mornings that keep happening.โจYou stood there like breath,โจso constant I forgot it was a gift,โจso close I mistook it for forever.
You loved me in unfinished sentences,โจin glances that waited for permission.โจI treated your patience like background noise,โจa ceiling fan always spinning,โจnever once askingโจwhat would happenโจif the power went out.
We were an almost that looked like certainty.โจShared umbrellas, half-drunk teas,โจyour name written in the fog on windowsโจI wiped away too fast.โจI thought love was loud proof,โจI didnโt recognize the quiet handsโจholding me together.
Now the city performs without you.โจTraffic lights blink like tired eyes,โจcafรฉs hum with conversationsโจI no longer belong to.โจEvery place we almost became somethingโจstands like a paused scene,โจwaiting for actors who wonโt return.
Thereโs a song playing somewhere,โจsoft, grateful, too honest.โจIt speaks of rewards we earn by staying,โจby noticing.โจI hear it now and understand,โจsome lessons arrive as melodiesโจlong after the moment has passed.
I see you sometimes in reflections,โจnot your face, but the way you looked at me.โจLike I was something worth choosing,โจeven unfinished.
โจNo one looks at me like that now,โจand I finally knowโจwhat it meant.
If love could be rewound,โจI wouldnโt ask for more time.โจIโd ask for better attention.โจTo hold what was givenโจlike it could leave.โจBecause it did.
-S.K
