23/05/2026
Will I ever get one more chance again
Someone who knows the time I finish work,
someone who softly asks,
“Did you get home safely?”
Someone who waits for my message,
my call,
someone who notices when I grow quiet
and gently asks,
“What’s wrong?”
Will I ever meet someone again
who simply remembers me?
I am someone
who carried so much of life alone.
And sometimes, I whisper to myself,
“You don’t always have to prove
that you are strong.
If you are tired,
take a leave,
sleep well,
forget the responsibilities,
the duties,
even the people at home,
just for one day.
Let yourself feel the exhaustion
instead of hiding it.”
Sometimes, I get scared.
Will anyone ever care
for someone who has carried everything alone
for such a long time?
Will anyone accept me?
Will anyone hold me with love?
Truth is,
I am not a perfect person.
In some places,
I am deeply fragile.
Will I ever meet someone again
who can hold those fragile parts gently,
someone who stays,
someone who understands?
Yes, I am someone
who has been hurt.
But will I ever meet someone
who doesn’t label me as “too much,”
who doesn’t punish me
for becoming silent?
I never wanted a perfect kind of love.
I only wanted something real,
something human.
And maybe…
I may never meet someone like that again🥀
....✍️ Whispers of Chaa✨
