Moon + Ketu → Have you moved on outwardly while remaining attached inwardly?

I stopped asking,

I stopped reaching,

I learned silence,

I walked away.

Life kept moving,

People came closer,

I smiled again,

I seemed healed.

But certain evenings,

Still carry you,

Certain old songs,

Still find me.

I buried memories,

Not their warmth,

I closed doors,

Not every feeling.

I want belonging,

Without looking backwards,

I want peace,

Without denying love.

Perhaps I’ve moved,

But something remains,

A quiet attachment,

Without a home.

Can I release,

What once felt,

Like somewhere safe,

Like being understood?