Sweet Enough to Stay

You made pain feel sweet enough to stay. Like autumn light through tired eyes, warm for a moment before disappearing. I knew it hurt. That was never the question. But your touch softened the sharp edges just enough for me to confuse surviving with living. Even the fear felt beautiful with you. That’s the cruel thing about certain people they can turn pain into something gentle, something almost safe. And by the time you realize you’ve been betrayed, you’re already missing it