The Light Was Already There
The house is quiet now, and the screen glows with a message that feels too small for the silence it left behind. You read the words again — mundane, ordinary, unaware that forever was ending while you typed.
It haunts you, this gap between what you said and what you meant. But listen — the light does not demand a perfect final speech.
It was already in the room when you sent it. It was in your fingers.
It was in the love that made you reach out at all. The darkness says you missed your chance.
The truth says the love you carried is greater than the words you found. You are not defined by the last thing you typed, but by the light that prompted you to type it.
Drawing from
John, 1 John
Verses
John 14:20, 1 John 4:16
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