A moment of truth

I saw you,

not just a character,

but a heart, trembling beneath layers—

unspoken truths heavy as silence.

Your eyes held fear,

a familiar kind,

like standing on the edge,

wondering if love

was too much to ask.

But in your bravery,

I found my shame unravel,

threads loosening the grip

of not knowing.

You whispered without words,

that it’s okay

to love who you love,

to fear what you fear,

and still rise.

I understood then,

that your fight is ours,

woven in the quiet moments

where empathy blooms—

acceptance, the ground we stand on.