Safe Place
Safe Place
never demanding space,
yet somehow,
you became the place
my heart knew how to rest.
In a world that kept asking for
strength, explanations, resilience;
you were the pause.
The exhale.
The silence that didn’t need filling.
With you,
I didn’t have to armor myself.
I could sit with unfinished thoughts,
half-healed wounds,
and truths I wasn’t ready to explain.
You were my safe zone,
where laughter didn’t judge,
where presence was enough,
where I was allowed to simply be human.
Even now,
I carry that space within me,
proof that once,
I was understood without effort,
held without being claimed.
Some safe places don’t disappear;
they just become memories
we quietly protect,
because they taught us
what peace once felt like.
And for that,
I remain grateful.
💖Atty. Su 💖
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