Sometimes, life throws a soft punch to your throat...
Not enough to knock you down,
but just enough to remind you—you’re alive.

You realize longing isn’t always for people,
sometimes, you miss yourself…
The unmasked you. The unbothered. The one not at war.

Some days are just meant to pass,
some are meant to shape you,
but then there are days that just show up to say:
"You can still breathe—beautifully."

And it’s on those days you get it,
you don’t need anything special,
you just need to exist… for real.