I think I'm starting
to understand…
That you're not coming back.
Not today,
not tomorrow,
not the way I keep hoping.
And it hurts…
but it also feels
a little clear.
Like a truth
I've been avoiding
for too long.
I still miss you,
I still care,
I probably always will
in some quiet way.
But I'm slowly learning
how to live
without you.
Even if I don't want to.