Even in silence my heart was loud. It spoke through the tremble in my breath through the pause between words I never said. You weren’t just a memory you were the moment I froze the shadow in a room full of light the reason I feared my own voice. They didn’t believe me. So I learned to believe in myself. My stories stayed tucked in corners like unopened letters but my heart kept reading them out loud. Now when I speak I speak for the girl who couldn’t. I speak because my heart remembered when the world forgot.