The Light That Knows Your Whole Name

The screen is the only light in the room. You are staring at a name reduced to a single initial, a secret code for a person who used to know the whole story.

In this hour, the silence feels like a verdict. You wonder if they noticed the stories stopped, if the absence of your life from their feed registered as anything more than a glitch.

But listen — the darkness you are sitting in right now is not empty. It is full of a presence that does not need your updates to know you are here.

There is a light within you that was shining before you ever posted a picture, and it will still be shining when the screen goes black. You are not defined by who sees your life, but by the life that is already inside you.

The initial on your phone cannot hold the weight of your soul. The light does not scroll past you.

It stays. It sees the whole name.