We Both Chose to Stay
HEARTBREAKLOVELONELINESS
Last night,
you were there.
Not the shadow of you that lingers in memory’s corners,
but you, whole,
warm,
breathing beside me like time had never cut us apart.
Your kiss came first
slow as sunrise,
soft as the truth we never dared to speak awake.
It tasted like forgiveness,
like we’d finally stopped running from what we already knew.
Your embrace,
the anchor I’ve pretended not to need,
pulling me into the gravity of your chest,
where the world went quiet.
In that silence,
I felt what I’d lost
not the past,
but the peace that once lived between our ribs.
We stood in that dream,
not on opposite ends of a goodbye,
but shoulder to shoulder,
looking out at a life we never got to live.
No storm,
no pride,
no long road leading away.
Just us.
Choosing each other like we never forgot how.
That’s the cruel beauty of dreams
they heal what waking hours refuse to touch.
In that place,
you didn’t leave.
I didn’t watch you go.
We both stayed,
long enough to remember
that love can still sound like coming home.
Then morning came.
The bed was empty.
But my heart
my heart still felt your presence.
For a moment,
it was enough to believe
that somewhere, in some other sky,
we never walked away.
We both chose to stay.
