Love That Never Fades

You disappeared

somewhere I could never name,

somewhere beyond the lavender fields.

.

There was a time

I wanted to end my life.

But I thought—

what if this life,

still held a small chance

of meeting you again,

even only once.

.

Somewhere.

.

Maybe one day,

when I’m too absorbed in a book

to notice the world around me,

sitting in the park

where I once sparked a fire

made of stones and fallen leaves,

and we warmed our hands

before your fingers

found mine

with that calm, effortless tenderness.

.

Maybe you'll pass by again

and sit beside me,

the way you did that day

when I didn’t yet understand

the value of your quiet love—

.

a love that never raised its voice

yet was always present,

like a soft summer breeze

moving through the lavender fields.