"If You Say So"
I stopped arguing with the sky the day it rained on my brightest morning. I stopped asking questions when my prayers came back to me untouched— like letters no one ever opened. Life handed me unfinished conversations, half-opened doors, and names. I had to unlearn like forgotten songs. I never asked why. I never demanded answers. I only watched as things changed quietly, as if life was writing my story without asking me first. And fate— it never explained, only rearranged. So now, when another storm arrives without warning, I stand still, watching the clouds gather, and whisper softly— If you say so. If you say this is the road I must walk, I will walk it barefoot, learning the language of thorns. If you say this silence is necessary, I will fold my words and keep them in the pockets of my heart. And if you say some people are only meant to pass through my life— I will let them go, not as losses, but as chapters that shaped me. I learned...