Loving you is too much for me
But I’m not ready to let you go
There’s a hush in the hours we share
A quiet between words we no longer hold.

Your name tastes like the first warmth of spring
Like something I could bask in forever
But forever is a heavy thing to carry
And my fragile arms can handle no more.

It’s not your fault, and it’s not mine
Some hearts are made to stay
Others to bloom, then drift on by.

I will think of you when the world hushes
When the sky folds into dusk
And I’ll be greatful we crossed lifetimes
Even if we couldn’t stay inside.

If you find yourself remembering me
Let it be soft like the last line of a lullaby
Fading into sleep
Not angry, not bitter— just a little sad

The way beautiful things sometimes are
When they’re finally gone.