The Light Shines Through Your Fracture

The house is quiet now, but your mind is loud with the replay. You hear the exact second your voice cracked while pleading for them to stay.

That tremor feels like evidence that you were weak, that you lost them because you broke. But listen closely.

The light does not remember your voice the way you do. It does not catalogue the stutter or the shame.

It saw the love underneath the crack. There is light within a person of light, and it lights up the whole world.

If it does not shine, it is dark. Your breaking was not the end of the light.

It was the moment the light became visible through the fracture. You are not defined by the plea that went unanswered.

You are defined by the love that made you plead. The voice that cracked was the sound of a heart refusing to let go.