We spoke in half-lit, trembling tones,
Soft truths wrapped tight around our bones.
A gentle ache between each word,
Two hearts afraid of what they heard.
Do we drift apart and lose our way,
Or stand and fight for one more day?
Do we let the silence pull us wide,
Or take a breath and stay aligned?
We chose the path where hands stay near,
Where love leans in instead of fear.
Through cracks we found a warmer light—
Together still, rebuilt tonight.