I still feel love
even though the world keeps turning strange,
like something in my soul
never learned how to go away.
Maybe it’s because
I met you in a moment
that felt like a story
God already wrote.
I was lost before
quiet, hiding, pretending,
smiling while my heart
was breaking in places
no one could see.
You called my name
like it mattered,
like I wasn’t just another person
passing through.
And suddenly,
life didn’t feel so empty.
I wanna say I’m healed,
but truth is
I’m still struggling inside,
still learning how to breathe
without holding everything tighter
than it needs to be.
Some nights, I lie awake,
replaying yesterday,
every word, every look,
wondering if I got it wrong again.
But then I hear your voice
soft, steady, real
reminding me I’m not alone here.
And I remember:
even broken things
can be reborn.
Even pain can fade.
Even a heart like mine
can be saved.
So I wait
not perfectly, not always well
but with something like hope
lingering near.
Because love,
real love,
doesn’t leave.
It stays...
May 26
May 26, 2026 at 8:43 AM UTC
I still feel love
even though the world keeps turning strange,
like something in my soul
never learned how to go away.
Maybe it’s because
I met you in a moment
that felt like a story
God already wrote.
I was lost before
quiet, hiding, pretending,
smiling while my heart
was breaking in places
no one could see.
You called my name
like it mattered,
like I wasn’t just another person
passing through.
And suddenly,
life didn’t feel so empty.
I wanna say I’m healed,
but truth is
I’m still struggling inside,
still learning how to breathe
without holding everything tighter
than it needs to be.
Some nights, I lie awake,
replaying yesterday,
every word, every look,
wondering if I got it wrong again.
But then I hear your voice
soft, steady, real
reminding me I’m not alone here.
And I remember:
even broken things
can be reborn.
Even pain can fade.
Even a heart like mine
can be saved.
So I wait
not perfectly, not always well
but with something like hope
lingering near.
Because love,
real love,
doesn’t leave.
It stays...