epilogue

the windows stay shut,
but the breeze still finds its way in-
an unwanted whisper through the cracks
no one bothers to seal.

the branches claw at the roof,
like Death attempting to
take the last breath
i never wanted to keep.

some mornings,
the mirror forgets to show me
at all-
reminding me how
empty i am.

and the storm clouds-
they keep lowering themselves,
inch by inch,
like they’re trying
to carry me quietly
away.

maybe i should let them.

i think i will.

those three words

no singular language is enough-
enough to describe
my passion,
my desire,
my need.

to most,
three words suffice.
to me, however,
there are endless ways
to show my thoughts.

in Irish, they say “A chuisle mo chroí”-
the pulse to my heart.

in Italian, they say “Sei il mio tesoro”-
you are my treasure.

in Spanish, they say “Mi corazón es tuyo”-
my heart is yours.

in French, they say “Tu es tout ce que j’ai toujours voulu”-
you are everything i’ve ever wanted.

to me,
you are so much more.
you are the brightest star
in the vast galaxy above,
the single flame that lights up my world
more than the sun ever could,
the sunflower that takes my hand
and guides me towards the light.

in your eyes,
no map could ever save me
as i lose my thoughts outside of one dream-
𝑌𝑜𝑢.

no one phrase will ever be fitting
for what you deserve to hear,
but i will never stop speaking them.

i̶ ̶l̶o̶v̶e̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶

💓

death whispered once,
too close, too cold,
its shadow brushing my skin,
and for a moment,
i thought i might disappear.

but something pulled me back-
a heartbeat, a voice,
the raw truth
that i wasn’t ready to let go.

i’m scared of death,
scared of its silence.
but you’re stuck with me now.
even when the tears come,
i’ve decided to stay.
living, even broken,
is a fight i plan to win.

storm

the wind knocks like it hates me-
persistent, bitter,
pulling at the seams of the house
and the thoughts i’ve tried to bury.

rain taps the windows,
too gentle for the anger in the sky,
but steady,
like it is waiting for me to come undone.

shadows stretch longer
with each crack of thunder,
and for a while,
i mistake the shaking for my own.

but somewhere near dawn,
the storm begins to breathe softer-
as if it’s tired too,
and the quiet that follows
feels like an apology.

🌹

beneath the gray weight of days,
a soft light flickers-
not bold, not demanding,
just enough to catch my breath.

it came in the form of a laugh,
a question asked with care,
the way they held space
like it was meant for me all along.

there was no grand moment,
only the quiet warmth
of someone kind enough
to make the world seem less heavy.

and for the first time in too long,
i smiled without needing a reason,
as if their sweetness
had found its way into my chest,
reminding me how to be soft again.

maybe it’s time.

maybe it’s time to let go,
to let the weight slip from my shoulders
and let the wind carry me somewhere softer.

i’ve known joy-
real, radiant moments of laughter,
warmth that filled the cracks,
even if just for a while.
i held those moments close,
and i hope they felt it too.

i’ll miss them-
the smiles, the voices, the love
that stitched me together
when i thought i’d unravel.
and maybe they’ll miss me too,
but i think they’ll understand
that i tried.

i did my best.
are you proud?
i hope so,
because i gave everything i had
to a world that never stopped spinning,
even when i stood still.

and now,
i think it’s time.

breathe

heart beating quick,
a thunder in my chest,
echoing fears i can’t name.
will it stop?
or will it carry me away?

the world tilts,
narrowing,
blurring,
every sound too sharp,
every thought too loud.

breathe.
find the thread of air,
follow it back to now.

breathe.
it’ll be okay,
a promise whispered to the storm.

breathe again.
and again.
until the calm finds you.

don’t be mad

the night slips closer,
a quiet tide swallowing the edges of the sky,
and darkness knocks at the door,
soft but insistent,
a weight i can no longer hold back.

i’m sorry,
i have to go.
i tried,
with every fragile piece of me, i tried.
please don’t be mad.

don’t forget me-
your smile lit paths i thought i’d never walk,
held me in moments i thought i’d fall.
you helped me make it this far,
and for that,
you will always carry my light.