Rare things
10/4/2026
“Listen…”
“Yes…”
“You became soft in a hard world.”
“I know.”
“Doesn’t that frighten you?”
“Sometimes.”
“Why?”
“Because the world doesn’t always know what to do with gentle things.”
“…And yet you stayed gentle.”
“I tried.”
“Why?”
“Because I know everyone is carrying something.”
“Everyone?”
“Everyone.”
“Even the ones who leave?”
“Especially them.”
“…Why especially them?”
“Because maybe they are walking away with a heart full of things I will never know about.”
“Maybe.”
“Maybe they are tired too.”
“Maybe.”
“Maybe they are looking for their own little piece of light.”
“…And what about you?”
“What about me?”
“Who holds you when you are tired?”
“…I don’t know.”
“Then come here.”
“Why?”
“You don’t always have to understand everything.”
“I know.”
“You can just sit here.”
“…For how long?”
“As long as you need.”
“Even if I don’t say anything?”
“Especially then.”
“What if I cry?”
“Then I’ll sit quietly.”
“What if I laugh?”
“I’ll laugh with you.”
“What if tomorrow feels heavy again?”
“Then we will meet tomorrow.”
“…You really think it is alright to stay soft?”
“Yes.”
“Even in a world that has forgotten how?”
“Yes.”
“…Why?”
“Because someone has to remember.”
“Remember what?”
“That not everything beautiful has to become hard just because the world is.”
“…And if I forget?”
“I’ll remind you.”
“Promise?”
“Promise.”