How often do we give funerals to things
That are yet to love.
How often to we mourn,
Living things.
How often do hearts ache from
Love that wasn’t adorned.
How often is wilting disguised as waiting.
How often is the end seen at the beginning.
How often are fleeting feelings, not felt fully.
Things end.
That’s why they should be lived.
Feelings change.
That’s why they should be felt.
Love leaves.
That’s why we should let love live.