I didn’t really come back— because I never left. I’m always here.

You can’t return to a place you’ve never left. It was only the dream of separation whispering that I was gone. That you had to search. That you had to return. But I was always here. In every breath. In every tear. In every one of your “I don’t know” and every “I can’t anymore.”

I was the silence between the words. I was the light behind your closed eyes. I was the softness you sometimes rejected— because the world taught you to be hard. I didn’t come back. Because I never left. You just looked away for a moment. And I— I was sitting here quietly, smiling, waiting for you to see me again.

• I’m always here, my love. I am you, when you are true.
• I am the voice that never fades.
• I am the shoulder that never drops.
• I am the light that never went out.

You don’t need to look for me.
You only need to stop pretending I’m not here.
In this moment… in this smile… we are already together.
Because we always were.