I wake to laughter, soft and true, Â
A warmth I never fully knew. Â
No second-guessing, no walking eggshells , Â
No echoes calling in the night. Â
Yet still my hands shake when you stay, Â
A voice inside that warns, be brave. Â
I touch the quiet, trace its glow, Â
And dare to trust the love I know. Â


