I know that I have loved more
than I have loved less.
And I have slept through nights in
unsure places;
written letters just in case.

And I have woken up with just enough promise that the earth had to still be turning on its axis.
I have lived through days that I
thought wouldn’t exist.

Futures have become pasts and
moments I thought I would never reach
have been held in my hands just long enough.

I have trusted this vessel of a body to
keep me upright even when my
knees have collapsed and even when
my voice has rattled in my throat
like a warning sign.

I have seen nothing and I
have held onto everything and I know
that I have loved more
than I have loved less.