Yesterday

I wish I could go back

to the before, 

when silence lived in my chest

and nothing ever spilled over.

When tears were strangers,

and my eyes stayed dry

no matter how heavy

the world became.

I was a stone then, 

cold to the touch,

untouched by storms

I refused to name... 

But inside…

inside I carried oceans

no one ever saw.

Then you came... 

You cracked something open

I didn’t know could break.

Taught my lungs to tremble,

my heart to ache... 

You showed me

how to feel, 

how to drown

in something real.

Now there is no hiding.

No walls thick enough

to hold it all back.

The tears don’t ask permission.

They fall

and fall

and fall... 

And I... 

I don’t recognize myself

in the flood you left behind.

I wish I could go back

to yesterday…

before your voice found me,

before your touch rewrote me,

before you killed me softly

with a song

I didn’t know I’d never stop hearing.

Before I learned

that feeling everything

means losing the safety

of feeling nothing at all...