If It Was Not For You Poem by Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken

If it was not for you,
the quiet hours would stretch endless,
a hollow rhythm in the pulse of days.
The air would hang still,
thick with unsaid thoughts,
and the sky, though vast,
would feel smaller somehow.

If it was not for you,
the moments would blur,
their edges softened by indifference.
Laughter would lose its echo,
its weight,
its reason.

But you are here,
and because you are,
the world tilts,
breathes,
and leans closer to listen.