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Still Here

A Quiet Letter

By VPublished 7 months ago 1 min read

Some days move slow, some pass too fast,

One blink and somehow, years have passed.

Tried to hold on, but time slipped through,

Like sand in hands I never knew.

There's silence in things I never said,

And nights I talk just in my head.

I carry weight no one can see,

And still pretend it's only me.

Not where I thought I'd end up now,

Not even sure I quite know how.

But somehow, I kept moving through,

With scars that most will never view.

There've been some faces that stayed,

Some kindness that never swayed.

A stranger's glance, a friend's small word,

The quiet help that went unheard.

And though I never said it clear,

It meant the world to just feel near.

Not fixed, not healed, not close to done,

But grateful still, for everyone.

If life's a storm I'm passing through,

I owe some peace, in part to you.

No need to ask or understand,

Just know I saw the helping hand.

And if I fade or disappear,

Please just remember... I was here.

Still breathing slow, still holding tight,

Still chasing something in the night.

No perfect end, no flawless start,

But still a very beating heart.

Still lost, still real, still trying to be,

Still here... somehow... still finding me.

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