Resilience 

What started as a No turns to a maybe. Day after day that thought, that possibility weaves softly. Subtly crafting, carving a place. Now I’m here. Confused. Watching you. Butterflies dancing. Hand tapping. When did you become a Yes. When did you become it all. 

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