Fear; so deadly, yet opens a part of us we refuse to acknowledge. Fists clenched with hope that fear will not latch itself onto me longer than it should. Like a leech, she takes every ounce of what I have worked so hard to sustain.

But I choose to stay in your silence,

one that breeds strength.

The space tethers between reclaiming

every piece of what’s left of our togetherness

and the final surrender of our hearts.

I hope you’re praying.

I pray for you.

For you.

Shanawaz