Still With You
When everything feels too heavy
and the day keeps missing its mark,
you don't have to fix anything.
You don't have to explain the hurt.
Just let yourself be here,
exactly as you are.
This low moment isn't a failure—
it's a pause,
a breath the world is holding
right alongside you.
Even now, you're not alone.
There are unseen threads
tying you to kinder hours ahead,
to people you haven't met yet,
to warmth that hasn't arrived
but already knows your name.
Hope doesn't shout.
Sometimes it barely whispers,
"I'm still here, "
and stays with you quietly
until you're ready to stand again.
For now, rest in the knowing:
this feeling will loosen,
the weight will soften,
and light will find its way back—
gently,
in its own time.
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