Some days stretch too long,
                  too loud,
                  too much.

Yesterday was one of those.

The weight of it all
    settling into my bones,
    dragging behind me like

    something I couldn’t set down.

And then—
         You.

Messages pouring in,
    each one a lifeline,
    floating just out of reach…

    and me: too tired to grab hold.

I wanted to tell you,
   "Not now, not yet—"

   but even that felt like too much.

What I needed (not words),
     was arms around me,
     silence wrapped in warmth,

     the kind of quiet that doesn’t need words.

But all you had…
                was distance.

Distance isn't warmth.
    It has no arms—
    no way to hold me.

Somehow, you must have known,
      so you sent me a song.

And when I finally let it in,
           finally closed my eyes…

           there it was.

The hug I needed,
    woven into melody,
        pressed between the notes.

And just like that,
    the weight of it all—
      felt just a little…
                         lighter.