The Chronicles We Carry

Most people need context. You never did.

Maa is not a word. It is the first feeling the heart ever learned.

I spent my whole life looking at the horizon - never realising you were the ground I was standing on to see it.

Some things are built quietly. For people who deserved to know sooner.

For the one who became home before either of us named it.

For the one who never needed catching up - just showing up.

For the one I don't need to explain myself to.

For the one who finally stopped explaining themselves.

For the one who inherited someone's laugh without meaning to.

For the one who cries at sunsets and has stopped apologising for it.

For the one who said everything perfectly - to no one.

For the one who stayed when leaving would have been completely understandable.

For the one who loves someone in the silence before the day begins.

For the one who kept finding reasons - even when the reasons stopped making sense.

For the one who used to fill every silence - and finally stopped.

For the one who spent years being everything to everyone

For the one who misses someone they still haven't lost.

For the one who carries things that have no name and puts them down for no one.

For the one who has been everything to everyone.

For the one mourning someone still here.

For the one who kept showing up.