In the Quiet Parts

I kept your name in the quiet parts, where love still

hums beneath the hurt. Some bonds don't break, they just change

shape. A ghost that chooses not to haunt. Oh,

the quiet parts, where memories softly gleam. A love transformed, a bittersweet ongoing

dream. No sharp edges now, just a gentle lingering art.

Still keeping your name in the quiet parts of my heart. I learned that

losing you wasn't a loss, not really, just the

end of a chapter. So I stayed, not to be