Every time

I don’t know

the whole story

of your pain—

only that it

echoes

through your quiet

and your eyes

sometimes forget

how to shine.

but let me love you

like shelter

in a storm—

let me be

the steady hands

when yours are shaking,

the voice

that calls you back

from the dark.

I don’t need to fix you

just to hold you

when the weight

gets too heavy.

drop your guard, love.

you don’t have to be brave here.

you just have to be.

and I’ll be there—

every time

every time

every time.