The Light Saw You Delete
The cursor blinks in the empty box, a tiny metronome counting out your fear. You typed the apology, then deleted it, convinced that explaining yourself will only prove you are too much trouble to keep around.
The mask you wear right now feels heavy, glued on by the terror that if people saw the real you—the messy, stumbling you—they would walk away. But listen: the light does not need your polished explanation.
It saw you typing. It saw you delete.
And it is not exhausted by your hesitation. You are trying to earn a place at the table that was already set for you before you sent a single word.
Stop performing the perfect friend. Just be the one who is here.
Drawing from
Thomas 70, Matthew 26:38-39
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