Still, I rise

I thought you were a miracle,
Something rare, almost unreal —
A spark that lit the lonely dark,
A love I could finally feel.

But loving you burned quietly,
Like stars that fade before the day.
I gave my all so selflessly.
While you just slowly slipped away.

Nights were long, the silence loud.
I wore your name like heavy rain.
But time, it whispered softly and proudly:
“You’ll rise again beyond the pain.”

Now I breathe a little lighter,
Learn to dance in softer skies.
You were never truly mine —
And still, somehow, I rise.