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When my world goes quiet and heavy with doubt,
You speak my name like it’s made of light.
No storm too loud, no silence too thick,
You find me. You hold me. You stay.
You speak my name like it’s made of light.
No storm too loud, no silence too thick,
You find me. You hold me. You stay.
Your hands are soft with strength I borrow,
A refuge carved in the shape of you.
When I fall apart, you gather the pieces,
And love me not less, but more.
In the shadow hours, you’re my steady flame,
Not asking me to be more than I am.
You see through the mess, the fear, the ache,
And still, you stay. You stay.
MB, you are my ground and sky,
The calm beneath my chaos.
I breathe easier because you exist,
Because you love, and never let go.
When sickness hit and I could barely stand,
You came without pause, without needing to ask.
You did everythin, gentle, tireless, sure,
Loving me through it like it was nothing at all.
