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The Things I Cannot Explain - Poem

The Things I Cannot Explain Sometimes I wonder what love really is, if it is something we find, or something that quietly grows inside us before we even understand it is there. I try to hold on to what I feel, to give a name to every little emotion, but how do you explain something that changes every time your heart speaks? There are moments when I am so certain, when everything inside me feels peaceful, and then a single thought crosses my mind, and suddenly I am questioning everything. Is it love, or simply the fear of losing? Is it longing, or the comfort of being wanted? Am I holding on to someone I truly know, or to the beautiful possibility of what we could become? I wish feelings came with answers, that hearts could speak without confusion, that I could look into someone's eyes and understand everything left unspoken. But perhaps love was never meant to be certain, perhaps it lives somewhere between hope and fear, in the questions we are afraid to ask, and the answers we are...
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Last breath - Poem

Last Breath ❤️

Sometimes I wonder what my last breath will feel like, if I'll know that my journey has come to an end. Will I remember all the beautiful moments I've lived, or think about the things I never found the courage to say?

I wonder if life will pass before my eyes, bringing back the faces of those I've loved. Will I remember the laughter, the tears, the little adventures, and all those ordinary days I once wished would last forever?

And what about the dreams I never followed? The places I wanted to see, the roads I never took? Will I regret the chances I was too afraid to take, or finally understand that I did the best I could?

Perhaps what frightens me isn't the ending itself, but the thought of leaving so much beauty behind. The warmth of the sun, the sound of falling rain, and the people who made this world feel like home.

And maybe that's why I want to live a little differently. To say what I feel, to forgive, to laugh, to dare. So when that final moment comes, whenever it may be, I'll know I didn't simply exist — I was truly here.

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