Some Just Stay

You used to dance inside my head,

Each night I'd curl alone in bed,

Wishing for what never grew—

A flame too quick, a love untrue.

But now your ghost has lost its place,

No longer running through my space.

I breathe with ease, no need to chase

A dream that vanished without trace.

You were a spark, a fleeting fire,

A rush of hope, a brief desire.

I healed from you in just a while,

And now recall you with a smile.

Yet deeper wounds remain unhealed,

Where longer love has been concealed.

A bond that stretched through all my years,

Still lingers softly in my tears.

They say that time will mend the soul,

But is there some unwritten goal?

If love endured for countless days,

Will grief demand the same to fade?

The quick goodbyes bring gentle pain,

Like summer storms or sudden rain.

But those I held with roots so deep,

Still visit me within my sleep.

I’m healing slow, I know it’s true,

The hurt has lessened, not bid adieu.

Some loves we hold, then set away—

Some wounds fade fast…

and some just stay.

~rmc