Love, Not Destiny

Midnight in my chest again. Your shadow sits beside my bed. Every thought is

louder when I remember what we never said. Hmm-mm. Your jacket on

the back seat still smells like August rain. I pass the places we loved

and feel a quiet kind of pain. You were more than just a

moment, more than just a name. But some stories end softly

before you can explain. And I learned every goodbye carries like

even when it steals the night. I'm not breaking, I'm becoming who I should've

been. Hmm-hmm-hmm. I admire me. You still live in me,