The Ones Who Stayed Inside My Heart

The Ones Who Stayed Inside My Heart

I walked tonight through cold air,

feeling the world watching me breathe.

The street was quiet, yet it felt full,

as if shadows waited, listening for truth.

I thought of love, the kind that shakes,

the kind that breaks, yet refuses to die.

I remembered faces, soft with memory,

loud with longing, etched into time.

Fear moved near, slow and patient,

whispering questions I never answered.

Grief followed me, close but gentle,

carrying names I still speak.

A shape appeared, quiet and still,

standing ahead, waiting for me.

My breath tightened, my thoughts froze,

yet my feet walked slow and sure.

Light touched its form, and a warm ache

filled my bones, reminding me gently.

I reached forward, hoping it stayed.

Hoping it knew I still remembered.

The figure faded, soft and silent,

as dawn opened its quiet door.

I walked on slowly, feeling the ones

who lived in me, guiding my steps.

My dear reader, thank you for your support and letting me share with you the love of my life, an insight into my thoughts, feelings, and life. God bless you