The Gift in Goodbye 💌

We walked as one, then paths grew wide, You chose your truth, I held my pride. The tears fell soft, like evening rain, Washing away both love and pain. But in goodbye, a gift was sown, A chance to heal, to stand alone. Though hearts may crack, they still can mend, Some losses teach, some wounds befriend. So go in peace, no curse, no sting— Your leaving was a blessing’s wing. For now I bloom, though torn apart, With lighter soul and wiser heart.