You’ve been crawling in the dark for years, haven’t you?
Trying to make something work that was never truly made for you.
Trying to force yourself to settle.
Trying to quiet the music inside you because no one else wanted to hear it.
But I do.
I want to hear every note.
Every sigh.
Every whimper.
Every shaky breath as you fall apart,
Safely.
In my arms.
I lead you through another turn—
The light catching the sheen of your skin,
The curve of your neck,
The way your body pleads without saying a word.
And I smile.
Because I’ve got you.
You’re safe.
You’re home.
