The Storm Within Me
Tonight, a storm brews quietly in my chest. It’s not thunder or rain, but a whirl of nervous thoughts and what-ifs. I care deeply for her, more than words can shape and that’s exactly what terrifies me. What if my words tonight don’t land softly? What if I say too much or too little, and in doing so, hurt the very heart I’m trying to protect?
I hope she sees through my nerves to the truth I carry. That I’m not perfect but I’m trying. I hope her calm can anchor my storm. That she understands my silence is not distance but fear of stumbling on fragile ground.
Sometimes the people we care about the most become the ones we fear hurting the most. And tonight, that fear is loud.
But I trust her light, and maybe... just maybe... it will be enough to settle the storm inside me.