After the quiet love

The night fades, but I’m still here,

waiting through a silence that never ends.

The passing wind whispers softly,

bringing your name back to my heart.

Old wounds no longer bleed,

only a quiet warmth remains.

People come and go as time moves on,

but your shadow still stays, unmoving.

Slowly, I learn to let you go,

though a trace of longing still lingers inside.

I know not every beautiful thing is meant to stay—

some are meant to be remembered, gently.

And now that I’ve found this calm,

I finally understand—

peace sometimes only comes

after losing someone you love.

So if one day,

my name crosses your mind,

I won’t ask for much—

just smile, even if it’s only for a moment.