In the Quiet, We are Human- What We Are

We forgot,
We forgive,
We mess things up and try again.
We say “I am fine”
When we are not,
And smile at strangers just to feel seen.
Some days we hurt the ones we love,
then stay up all night
hoping they know we didn’t mean to fight.
We carry grief in quiet ways,
in songs,
in smells,
in passing places.
But we also carry hope,
we lend hands,
share warmth,
asking “did you get home safe?”
Humanity isn’t loud,
It’s in the soft wave of sound,
a whisper, a laugh shared in joy,
and in the quiet ways we carry what’s
broken, without ever letting it feel alone.