ONE LAST TIME

One Last Time

One last time,

let me look at you

without pretending my heart doesn't remember.

Let me stand here quietly,

where our laughter once lived,

where your name once sounded

like a prayer I never wanted to end.

I remember the conversations,

the silence between words,

the little things we never thought

would become memories.

I remember how your presence

could turn an ordinary day

into something worth keeping.

Some people come like seasons,

beautiful, necessary,

and temporary.

They teach us something,

leave fingerprints on our hearts,

and then walk away

when their chapter is finished.

So one last time,

I will say your name

without asking you to stay.

One last time,

I will forgive what hurt,

release what I cannot change,

and stop carrying questions

that were never mine to answer.

Some goodbyes are not endings

because they erase everything.

Some goodbyes are endings

because they teach us

how to begin again.

There may be nights

when an old song brings you back,

when a familiar place

makes me wonder where you are,

when a quiet moment

reminds me of everything

I once hoped for.

But I'd keep the spirit alive because I have learned,

that letting go

does not mean the memories were meaningless.

It simply means

I have finally chosen peace

over holding on.

I finally understand

that sometimes the bravest form of love

is knowing when to release

what you cannot keep.

So goodbye

One last time.