#infertility - Hello Poetry

I ache for you in the quiet moments no one sees, in the silence beside me, in the empty spaces where you should be. You are a love I’ve never held, yet cannot let go a dream I rebuild again and again, a name I whisper to the dark, a promise my heart refuses to give up. Every month I meet you in hope, in longing, in fragile belief and every month I lose you to a silence that feels like grief, caught between hope and heartache. My body feels like a question I don’t know how to answer, a home that hasn’t held you yet, though it was always meant to yet somehow, cannot. Still… I pray for you. Though I don’t know where you are in the dark, in the quiet, in the in-between I wonder if somehow you hear me, if somehow you already know me. I imagine you in the life I keep reaching for, in lullabies left unsung, in dreams that break before morning comes. I long for the weight of you in my arms, your cheek resting on my chest, your soft breath against my skin a moment I may never live. This tender love with nowhere to go, this mother with no child to hold, this forever missing piece of my soul. And even now, after a decade has come and gone, through every tear, through every year, through every why, I hold on. Because somewhere inside me, hope still breathes your name and tells me to wait patiently. And if, by chance, one day you find your way into the world through miracle, through timing, through grace. you will never have to wonder why. You were fought for. You were prayed for. You were never, ever given up on.

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Apr 13

Apr 13, 2026 at 10:45 AM UTC

valkyrja

still waiting for you

I ache for you in the quiet moments no one sees, in the silence beside me, in the empty spaces where you should be. You are a love I’ve never held, yet cannot let go a dream I rebuild again and again, a name I whisper to the dark, a promise my heart refuses to give up. Every month I meet you in hope, in longing, in fragile belief and every month I lose you to a silence that feels like grief, caught between hope and heartache. My body feels like a question I don’t know how to answer, a home that hasn’t held you yet, though it was always meant to yet somehow, cannot. Still… I pray for you. Though I don’t know where you are in the dark, in the quiet, in the in-between I wonder if somehow you hear me, if somehow you already know me. I imagine you in the life I keep reaching for, in lullabies left unsung, in dreams that break before morning comes. I long for the weight of you in my arms, your cheek resting on my chest, your soft breath against my skin a moment I may never live. This tender love with nowhere to go, this mother with no child to hold, this forever missing piece of my soul. And even now, after a decade has come and gone, through every tear, through every year, through every why, I hold on. Because somewhere inside me, hope still breathes your name and tells me to wait patiently. And if, by chance, one day you find your way into the world through miracle, through timing, through grace. you will never have to wonder why. You were fought for. You were prayed for. You were never, ever given up on.