Walking Each other Home

 

I used to think that peace was just an exit sign,

A quiet room where I could breathe and claim what’s mine.

I fled the heavy walls, the loud, orthodox constraints,

Only to find a world of shadows and restraints.

The streets were full of hollow eyes, a cold and threatening stare;

I thought if I grew sharp and strong, I’d conquer all the fear.

I built a fortress in my mind, a safe and structured life:

The perfect house, the scent of coffee, a gentle, healing life,

A balcony of books and dreams to keep the storm at bay—

A curated, quiet haven just to wash the past away.

And then, you happened.

You didn't come with armor, and you didn't start a war;

You didn’t demand the broken pieces scattered on the floor.

When the old anxiety would rise and steal my heavy breath,

You didn't try to fix the world or lecture me to death.

You simply held me gently in the middle of the deep,

Until the trembling faded, and you loved me into sleep.

We don't just sit beside the river, watching life drift by;

We scale the highest mountains, we run straight into the sky.

It’s chaotic, it’s adventurous, it’s wild and unconfined—

The kind of love that leaves the safe, polite old world behind.

You stripped away the armor that I wore for so many years;

You erased the tired, lonely girl who drowned in all her fears.

And somehow, in your laughter, I found my way right back

To the little girl I lost along a dark, forgotten track.

The one who chased the birds and sang along to every note,

Who ran through fields of chaos without a heavy coat.

I used to look for walls to hide, a place to stand alone,

But you became my sanctuary, my anchor, and my home.

The storms can rage around us, the highest peaks may rise,

But fear has lost its grip on me when looking in your eyes.

No matter where the trail bends, or how the shadows roam—

I am no longer walking blind.

We’re walking each other home.