The Light Stays Before You Clean Up

The sun has gone down, and now the house is quiet enough to hear the noise inside your own head. You feel someone getting close—close enough to see the clutter, the broken things, the parts of you that you keep hidden behind the door.

And your instinct is to push them away. To say something cold.

To create a distance before they can choose to leave you. But listen.

There is a light inside you that was there before the mess was made. It is not afraid of your disorder.

It does not need you to clean up before it stays. The darkness has not overcome it.

You are trying to protect yourself from a rejection that the light has already refused to deliver. Stop running.

The one who sees the whole truth is still standing right where you left them.