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I didn’t expect you,
A tiny miracle I hadn’t planned,
But in the quiet of my days,
You grew inside me,
Like a whispered secret I didn't yet understand.
I never knew how quickly
A heart could be woven into mine,
Or how fast hope could fill a room
I hadn’t prepared,
With dreams too fragile to unwind.
You were my first,
In ways I couldn’t yet hold,
A love not measured by time,
But by the weight of absence
That leaves me cold.
At 28, I thought I knew
What life could take or give,
But I wasn’t ready for you,
Or the sudden silence
Where your heartbeat should live.
They say grief doesn’t follow rules,
And neither did you—
You came like a storm, unexpected,
And left like the wind,
Taking part of me too.
I ache for the days we’ll never see,
For the firsts I’ll never know,
For the life you carried within you,
Now a shadow of what could have been,
A promise too soon let go.
But I carry you still,
In the echoes of my heart,
You, my unplanned blessing,
My love without an ending,
Forever a part of who I am,
Even though we had to part.