Chaos with Cait

You were supposed to be my anchor. Instead, you became the silence I learned to live inside. A mothers love, they say it shapes you, teaches you the language of safety, even gives you a map for conquering the world. But, what map was I given when you folded yours away and walked out of sight? I built myself from absence. Every triumph, a solo celebration every heartbreak, a weight I carried alone. I carried all of my burdens alone waiting for your voice to steady me, but it n

Hope doesn’t ask for certainty. Hope only asks that you stay soft, long enough to listen. It is okay to become a “delusional” believer. Trust in yourself, have faith and life will soon become clearer.

I am no longer afraid of being seen the light can have me, all of me

I have laid down my sword. The war no longer needs my fire. So If this is surrender, let it be gentle. A soft return to myself.

In a world full of sirens and slammed doors, we chose each other. Two steady heartbeats beneath the thunder, refusing to drown.

Fairy girls can never be owned. We are hard to catch and impossible to hold. Dreamers with wide wings and hearts lit like lanterns in the wind, dancing in colors no hands can follow. We are a haunting sweetness never lost, never yours. Just never meant to stay.

The thought of you pulls at me like gravity in a room with no exit.