Tonight, I found stillness beside the lake.
The world felt far away, softened by the hum of crickets and the glow of the water.
I sat by myself—but not lonely. Just… with myself.
The stars didn’t ask me to be perfect.
The moon didn’t comment on my voice, my weight, or the way I sometimes walk in circles before finding a path.
They just let me be.

I thought of the things I want—gentle conversations, warm hands, the kind of love that doesn’t rush.
Maybe it’s still somewhere ahead, waiting for me.
But for now, I have this moment.
And I’ll carry its peace with me when the morning comes.