Life is short… A breath, a blink, a fleeting flame. Here one moment, gone the next— No warning, no reason, just change. Spend it… With open hands, with love unspoken. Hold tight the ones who see your soul, Even when your voice is broken. People leave… Sometimes without goodbye, Like shadows slipping past the light, And all you’re left with is the "why." People stay… The ones who hold your hand through storms, Who see your mess, and love you still— They become your calm, your norm. So love loud. Forgive deep. Say what matters before it’s too late. Because life is short… But the love we leave behind? That echoes.
@Starry_Cat_Sprunki
