Anchor

I grip my feelings tightly,fingers clenched around the edges,as if letting gowould unravel somethingI can’t take back. It’s safer like this—to keep them bound,to hold them stillso I don’t fall too far. But sometimes,late at night,I loosen my graspjust enoughto…

Interlude

I keep my love muted,a hum beneath the noiseof day-to-day life. It doesn’t demand attentionor make itself known,but it’s always there,buzzing through my mind,like a song stuck on repeat. I wonder if you hear it, too—the muted way I carry…

Flux

I have mastered the artof remaining composed,of holding back the floodthat rises behind my ribs. I’ve learned to stay poised,to speak without faltering,even when your smilepulls me closerto the edge of unraveling. Yet beneath the surface,there’s a tug,the weight of…

Origami

I tuck my heart into neat lines,carefully folding the edgesso it won’t spill over. It’s easier to keep them small,contained,like a letter never sent. Some days,I forget it’s even there.Other days,I unfold them just enoughto remember.

Nest

I let my love settleinto the cracks,where it won’t grow too wildor take up too much space. It stays in the corners,pressed flat,like pages of a bookI’ve read too many times. But when I see you,I feel it stirring,unfolding quietly,and…

Interstice

I feel the weight of borrowed days,like I’ve been living inside a stranger’s skin,moving through moments that belong to someone else. I had a plan once,or at least I thought I did—but now it feels like I’m watching from the…

Roads

I know nowwhy your feet never touched the same roads as mine,why you didn’t carry the weight of my leaving. Your dreams were never bound to these skies,they soared elsewhere,anchored to places I couldn’t follow,while I chased horizons that were…

Remain

I stay here,rooted in the placewhere you left me,not because I can’t move,but because I won’t. There’s a quiet in staying still,a kind of comfortin pretending nothing has changed. Maybe it’s easier this way,to remainwhen everything elsehas already moved on.

Divide

There’s a distance between us,thinner than air,but wide enough to feel. I speak,you smile,but something lingers there,a quiet divide that never lifts. I used to reach through it,hoping you would pull me in.Now I’ve learnedto stand on my sideand let…

Echo

I hear my voicebut only when it comes back,softened,faded,like a thought whisperedtoo many times to hold meaning. It doesn’t matter,the way it bends and foldsbefore it reaches anyone.It’s just an echo,and I’ve learnednot to wait for the return.