He’s not the one.
He’s just a one in a life of ones.
Like a flake of snow that falls on my lips,
beautiful and enchanting.
Eventually, it will melt away.
But for now, I will let it rest there.
There are no wasted relationships in life.
like the beauty of love and how to give it.
I don’t have to be in love with you to love who you are.
I don’t have to sit by the fire and let you melt away just because I know you aren’t forever.
For now, I will lay in the frozen tundra,
letting you stare at my face as if it were as beautiful as the mountains that surround us.