a flame no wind could touch
I searched for light
in the spaces you left behind—
in empty chairs at dinner,
in the silence that lingered after your name.
I thought if I tried hard enough,
if I gave enough,
I could bring it back—
the warmth, the glow,
the feeling of being whole.
But the more I gave,
the smaller I became,
until I couldn’t tell
if I was searching for you,
or for the pieces of myself
I had lost along the way.
Then one night,
when the silence grew too heavy to hold,
it broke open.
And in its stillness,
I saw her—
the girl I had forgotten,
waiting through every heartbreak,
every loss.
She wasn’t asking to be saved,
only to be seen—
how she stood,
quiet and steady,
a flame no wind could touch.
The light I was chasing
was never yours to give.
It had always been here,
within her,
within me,
burning steadily through it all.
I am the light I thought I had lost—
not because I am unbroken,
but because I have learned
to hold the cracks
and still shine.
Copyright © Zobarya Fakhar | Year Posted 2024
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