Soft Edges, Hard Lines

I don’t raise my voice
I don’t explain
Some things only change
When they’re named

I’ve learned the difference
Between bending
And letting things pass
Through me

I don’t hold the weight
I don’t soften it
I just choose
What stays

You lean closer
I don’t step back
Not because I can’t
Because I won’t

I keep soft edges
Hard lines
I don’t blur them
Over time

I let things touch
I let things go
But I know
Where I stop

There’s a calm
That comes from knowing
What you won’t adjust
Anymore

I don’t need the moment
To prove it
I’ve lived long enough
To trust it

I don’t trade
Peace for ease
I don’t give ground
I don’t need

Soft edges
Hard lines
I don’t blur them
Over time

I let things touch
I let things go
But I know
Where I stop

Some limits aren’t walls
They’re markers
So you don’t forget
Where you are

Soft edges
Hard lines
Still open
Still mine

Still mine