My Heart

It moves quietly beneath everything I try to appear as. There is no sound to it, only a steady insistence that I am here. It does not ask to be understood, only to be felt. Sometimes I forget it until it reminds me in silence.

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It holds what I do not say out loud.
Memories settle there without asking for permission.
It keeps moments that others would easily let go of.
Nothing leaves it unchanged, not even the smallest feeling.

It responds before I have time to think.
A tightening, a warmth, a sudden weight I cannot explain.
It recognises truth faster than reason allows.
And often, it knows what I am not ready to admit.

Even when it is tired, it continues without pause.
It does not choose rest over persistence.
There is no off switch, only endurance.
It remains steady and vulnerable, carrying everything I am.

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