Dumpless Flights.

A door between us
never closed all the way—
just leaned into silence,
waiting.

Once loud,
now speaks in pauses,
in the way we choose
to listen
without needing to be right.

There is no map
for how people grow apart
But still find pieces
of themselves

I reach for you
not to reclaim what was,
but to understand
who I am

 I am not afraid of change.

This time,
I won’t lose myself.