I've met men like passing seasons,
Some arrived with promises, some with reasons.
Some spoke softly, some spoke loud,
Some stood apart, some chased the crowd.
A few taught lessons they never intended,
Some stories started before they ended.
Some brought laughter, some brought tears,
Some stayed for days, some stayed for years.
I searched for honesty, warmth, and grace,
Yet not every heart was a resting place.
Still, with every goodbye and every bend,
I learned more about myself in the end.
For I am not the chapters they've written for me,
Nor the shadows of what failed to be.
I am the woman who kept moving on,
Even after the magic was gone.
And when the right love finds my door,
It won't feel like a battle anymore.
Just two hearts meeting, calm and true,
A new beginning breaking through
S