I carry you with me.
Through storm and rain,
through the weight of sorrow,
and the ache that never quite softens.

Still,I feel your spirit
every time I try.
Even when my hands tremble,
you are the steadiness in my spine.

Every step is heavy,
but I have learned to believe,
in silence, in memory,
in the way absence teaches presence.

The ink has faded,
but the love still stands.
Time can blur the edges,
but it cannot erase what breathes
inside me.

I carry you truly with me.
You'll never leave.