_BEGINNING

_{I did not ask to be here.}

_{No one remembers the door they came through.}

_{One moment—nothing.}

_{The next—crying,}

_{blinking into a world}

_{too loud, too bright,}

_{too heavy for such a small soul.}

_{And yet, that was the beginning.}

_LIFETIME 

_{Life is learning to walk}

_{on a road with no map.}

_{We collect moments like coins,}

_{some shiny, some rusty.}

_{We build dreams out of nothing,}

_{chase people, things, and places}

_{as if they can fill the emptiness}

_{we don't know how to name.}

_{We laugh—oh, how beautifully we laugh.}

_{We love—recklessly, foolishly, deeply.}

_{We break.}

_{We heal (or pretend to).}

_{We call it "living."}

_{THE TRUTH WE HIDE}

_{But life is not just sunrise and laughter.}

_{It is also the hospital corridor at 2 a.m.,}

_{the phone call you never wanted,}

_{the "I'm sorry, we did all we could."}

_{It is watching someone you love}

_{forget who you are.}

_{It is being strong in front of the world}

_{and falling apart in the shower.}

_{Life is beautiful,}

_{but it is also brutal.}

_DEATH

_{Ah, death!}

_{The most certain thing}

_{in this uncertain world.}

_{The final appointment}

_{we all keep.}

_{No reschedule.}

_{No second chance.}

_{No amount of money}

_{can bribe it away.}

_{Death is not the villain,}

_{though we fear it like one.}

_{It is the silence}

_{that waits patiently}

_{at the end of our noise.}

_{It is the door}

_{we all must walk through}

_alone.

_{THE IN-BETWEEN}

_{So what is life,}

_{If not the space}

_{between the first breath}

_{and the last goodbye?}

_{A blink.}

_{A whisper.}

_{A dream.}

_{We rush through it}

_{as if we have time}

_{to spare.}

_{But time,}

_{that thief,}

_{steals without warning.}

_{The days become years.}

_{The laughter becomes memories.}

_{The people become pictures.}

_{And we,}

_{we become stories}

_{someone will tell}

_{when we are gone.}

_{WHAT REMAINS}

_{You will not be your house.}

_{You will not be your car.}

_{You will not be your titles.}

_{What will remain}

_{is how you made someone}

_feel.

_{The kindness you left}

_{in the heart of a stranger.}

_{The love you gave}

_{without expecting}

_{anything back.}

_{The truth you spoke}

_{even when your voice}

_trembled.

_{That is what outlives you.}

_{That is what echoes.}

_{THE END}

_{So, live.}

_{Not perfectly,}

_{but truly.}

_{Forgive quickly.}

_{Love deeply.}

_{Say the things}

_{you never say.}

_{Do the things}

_{you keep postponing.}

_{Because one day,}

_{without warning,}

_{the in-between}

_{will be over.}

_{And all that will be left}

_{is the way}

_{you lived.}

_{Until then,}

_breathe.

_Love.

_{Let go.}

_{And when it's time,}

_{walk through the door}

_{without fear.}

_{For death is not the end,}

_{It is just the end of being seen,}

_{not the end of being.}

_{THE LAST WORD}

_{I do not know what lies beyond.}

_{No one does.}

_{But if there is nothing after this,}

_{then let this be enough.}

_{Enough love, enough courage, enough meaning}

_{to say,}

_{"I was here. I lived. I mattered."}

_{And if there is something after,}

_{May we arrive empty of regret and full of peace.}