If I Don’t Get to Feel It

I don’t know if love was written for me in this lifetime.

But if it isn’t, I pray that others get to feel it — truly feel it — so I can at least see it alive in the world.

That would be enough for me.

To witness love breathing through someone else’s story, even if it never found its way home to mine.

Because even from a distance, love still has a light.

And maybe that’s what I’m meant to hold —

the reflection of it, glowing quietly through others.