viedesousou poetry collection
the person was you
the love you waited for was quietly building itself inside you.One day, you'll realize that the person you've been waiting for your whole life was always going to be you.
No one else could chase your dreams for you, because they weren't dreaming them—you were. No one else could become who you were meant to be, because that becoming only happens from the inside, decision by decision, day by day.
And in an ordinary moment, something will settle in your chest like a long-held breath finally released. Not loneliness. Not resignation. Something closer to homecoming.