She Is Still Here
She's walked through storms
no one saw coming —
and still, she stands.
Her heart?
It's been broken,
but it beats like it's never stopped believing
that love can still win.
She carries whole worlds inside her —
memories, dreams,
questions she asks the stars
when no one else is listening.
She gives more than she takes.
Feels more than she says.
And even when her eyes are tired,
there's a softness in her that refuses to fade.
Some days,
she forgets how rare she is.
How powerful her gentleness is.
How much strength it takes to still love
when the world has tried to make her hard.
But she is still here.
Still hoping.
Still giving.
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