To rise and die again

I thought I could stop this love,
thought what I felt… was love.

I didn’t want to let go

of what had already gone,

without a glance back, without goodbye.

I’ve been struck by pain,

unable to stop the tears,

asking the heavens why

it had to end this way…

My world slowly crumbled,

as I clung to shadows,

holding on to something

that no longer wanted to live in my heart.

With time, I came to understand

that I must open my arms and let go,

even if it tears me apart,

even if love walks away with no return.

The victory was hers,

just as she always wanted.

And I—adrift in the sea of forgetfulness—

sail toward an uncertain future,

where the light that once lit my soul

has gone out… forever.

Love poems no longer hurt—

what hurts more

is the repeated death of my heart,

more than any goodbye.

But like the phoenix,

I will rise from the ashes,

again and again…

even if only to die once more.