what only time could teach.
The road that looked like shortcut.
The soul you thought would stay.
The version of yourself you defended
long past the point of defending.
You were not slow.
You were not careless.
You were just still inside the lesson,
unable to read it
from that angle,
at that distance.
Hindsight is not evidence of failure.
It is proof you survived long enough
to see clearly.
So set it down.
The weight of what you should have known.
The verdict you keep rehearsing.
You learned.
That was always the point.
