Some loves are not meant to stay,
not meant to last through every day.
They come like seasons, soft and brief,
bringing both wonder… and quiet grief.
They teach you how to feel alive,
how to break, and still survive.
They show you parts you never knew,
and then they leave… but change you too.
We often think that love must remain
to prove it was real, to justify the pain.
But maybe love is not about forever,
maybe it's about moments that shape you, however.
You were one of those moments for me,
a beautiful truth I couldn't keep.
And though we didn't end together,
you left something in me I will forever treasure.
Because some loves don't need to stay,
to prove they were real anyway.