Through endless nights, she stood so still,
carrying burdens no one could see.
Her love, unbroken, held me close—
even as she lost pieces of herself for me.
I saw the cracks, the silent cries,
the weight she bore without retreat.
Yet through it all, she held on tight,
even when sorrow begged defeat.
I am sorry for the storms she braved,
for the nights she felt alone.
But I will stay until the sun returns,
until love finds the peace she’s known.
