thank you.
for speaking up,
when I know you’re afraid
of hurting me with hope.
for listening,
when listening costs you much.
for feeling,
when emotion isn’t safe.
for remembering, when it’s simpler
to just not.
for trying,
when even thinking about believing
feels impossible.
for loving, for all the moments you give me
that I can always keep with me.
I’ve always said that your silence
hurts me more than any words
you could say.
maybe one day,
you’ll believe me.