Waiting for You That Never Came

I waited for you in the gentle hours,

In mornings that opened slowly,

In evenings that carried your name

Across the quiet corners of my room.

I waited for footsteps that never arrived,

For a voice that never called,

For a moment that never bloomed

The way my heart believed it would.

I waited in sunlight and shadows,

Holding the warmth of memories

That felt soft and real in my hands.

Your absence walked beside me

Like a silent friend I never asked for,

Following me through every day

With a quiet truth I tried not to see.

I waited in places where we once stood,

Where your laughter touched the air,

Where promises drifted like petals

That I gathered carefully,

Thinking they would grow again someday.

I held onto words you never said,

Imagining them softly

Because my heart needed something to hold.

I waited under skies that changed color,

Under rain that whispered gently,

Under stars that felt too far away.

Time moved, but I stayed still,

Hoping you would find your way back

Through the distance, through the silence,

Through whatever kept you far from me.

I waited with patience I didn’t know I had,

With hope that stretched like morning light,

Soft but stubborn, refusing to disappear.

But some waits are empty roads,

Long and lonely, without an end.

Some waits are lessons in disguise,

Teaching the heart how to stand

Even when no one is standing there with you.

I waited until the waiting faded,

Until my heart grew quiet

And my hands learned to let go

Of what never truly stayed.

There is peace in acceptance,

In understanding that some stories

Are meant to be short and gentle,

Not long and lasting.

I still think of you sometimes,

Not with pain, but with softness—

A memory that once felt warm

Even if it never returned to me.

I waited for you,

But now I walk forward

With a lighter heart,

Knowing that letting go

Was the moment I finally came back

To myself.