A Moment in Time

There was a moment,

soft as a breath between heartbeats,

when everything shifted—

quietly, without a sound.

It wasn’t loud like thunder,

but it shook me,

and for a heartbeat,

the world stood still.

I remember the way light

filtered through the window,

casting shadows that stretched

longer than they should,

as if time itself bent

to mark that instant.

I wasn’t ready for it,

but the universe doesn’t wait.

A glance,

a word unspoken,

a small touch that lingered

long after the warmth faded,

and in that second,

I knew.

I knew everything could change

and nothing would be the same.

There are no words for it—

how can you capture the shift

that happens inside,

when the world spins one way,

and your soul moves another?

It’s the space between breaths,

the pause before you exhale,

the silence that speaks louder than a scream.

That moment,

small as it seemed,

echoes still,

filling the spaces in between now and then,

and in the quiet, I hear it—

the rhythm of my own heart,

forever altered,

forever changed.