Things That Stay
Some things don’t leave with time,
they settle in the corners slow,
like dust upon a windowpane
that only quiet hours know.
A word, a look, a half-breathed thought,
can stay longer than we plan,
not everything that ends is gone—
some lives inside what we began.
And I have learned to let them be,
these small unspoken parts of me,
not all that stays is meant to hurt,
some things just choose to simply be.
This poem is about memories and emotions that stay with us over time. It shows that not everything we experience disappears—some feelings quietly remain and shape who we are.
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