Sometimes,
the deepest grief
is not rejection
from the world.
It is watching
someone you love
slowly walk away
from something
you hoped
might help them.
You explain.
You wait.
You call them gently.
You try not to force.
Yet people choose
what feels familiar.
Even when it hurts.
And maybe
that is one of the hardest things
love teaches us:
Love is powerful.
But it was never control.
