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After Forever
A long time ago, I believed in forever,
That love alone could conquer anything,
I held onto it with so much certainty,
Like it would never let me fall.
I even tried my luck at a lottery shop,
As if chance could mend what I had lost,
As if somehow things could turn out better
Without asking what it would cost.
But time has a cunning way of telling the truth,
It doesn’t rush, it doesn’t lie;
It slowly takes apart what we imagined
And leaves behind what actually survives.
I admit, I was near-sighted back then,
Seeing only what I wanted to see,
Missing the cracks under my own feet,
The changes happening that I barely noticed.
The room grew into a suffocating space over time,
Filled with dried flowers and empty bottles,
Old paperwork stacked in corners
Like a pile of promises we never really kept.
And somewhere between then and now,
I learned to loosen my grip on "forever"...
Not everything is meant to last,
But some truths are meant to be remembered.
