A Love That Never Grew. Poem by MIRAK Montiel

Love That Never Grew

Like a seed blown by the wind,
you landed softly in my love garden.
With quiet hope, I waited—
waited for your heart to bloom.

But the days passed,
the rain fell,
and still—
nothing grew.

I visited you like the moon visits the night,
gentle, constant,
yet everything remained frozen in time.

Maybe you were the wrong one,
or maybe
I was simply
the wrong place for your love to grow.

Now you drift away,
distant—
like stars that vanish
with the morning light.

I won't be angry
if you take flight
in a different direction,
far from the borders of my heart.

I only pray,
before you go,
that I grow numb—
numb to the pain
of watching you fade.