Chapter 19: "Burried in the ruins"

I hit the ground,

But it did not break,

Only I did—only I came undone.

The echoes of a life once held

Scattered like glass beneath the sun.

Grief wrapped its hands around my chest,

Whispering, 'This is what remains.'

But in the silence,

Something stirred—

A seed was buried in the pain.

Author's Note*

I searched the wreckage, hoping to find a piece of us still intact, but love doesn't survive in ruins—it lingers in the spaces where it was never fully built. I mourned, not just for what we lost, but for what we never became. And yet, in the silence, something remained—a lesson, a truth. The fall wasn't the end. It was the clearing.