Wednesday
Favoured Frenzy
Grateful for my people here the ones who stayed even when my shadows were louder than my light.
I know I am not simple to understand.
I carry emotions deeply, sometimes too deeply, and when they overflow, they don’t always come out the right way.
There were moments when my words were sharp, not because I lacked love, but because I didn’t know how else to protect a heart that was already tired of breaking.
Sometimes I withdrew without explanation.
Sometimes I responded with distance instead of vulnerability.
Sometimes my pain spoke before my patience did.
And in those moments, I know I hurt you.
Not intentionally.
Not carelessly.
But from a place of confusion, exhaustion, and learning how to survive while still trying to be kind.
Yet, you chose me.
You chose me when it would have been easier to misunderstand me.
You chose me when my silence felt colder than comfort.
You chose me when my presence came with heaviness instead of ease.
That choice was never loud.
It didn’t demand attention or validation.
It showed itself in patience, in staying, in giving me time to find my words instead of forcing them out of me.
You listened when I spoke in fragments.
You respected me when I needed space.
You didn’t try to fix me you simply stood beside me.
I may not always express gratitude openly.
I may struggle to apologize without feeling exposed.
I may hide behind composure when what I really need is softness.
But please know this, I notice everything.
I notice the way you didn’t leave after misunderstandings.
I notice the way you stayed gentle even when I wasn’t.
I notice the way you chose empathy over ego.
In a world that expects people to be perfect, easy, and endlessly pleasant, you allowed me to be human.
Flawed. Learning. Healing.
I am still learning how to communicate without hurting.
Still learning how to trust without fear.
Still learning how to let my softness exist without armor.
But through all of it, one thing remains constant
my gratitude for the people who chose me,
even when I gave them reasons not to.
Quietly grateful.
Deeply aware.
And forever thankful.
Staying was the loudest kindness.
I know I am not simple to understand.
I carry emotions deeply, sometimes too deeply, and when they overflow, they don’t always come out the right way.
There were moments when my words were sharp, not because I lacked love, but because I didn’t know how else to protect a heart that was already tired of breaking.
Sometimes I withdrew without explanation.
Sometimes I responded with distance instead of vulnerability.
Sometimes my pain spoke before my patience did.
And in those moments, I know I hurt you.
Not intentionally.
Not carelessly.
But from a place of confusion, exhaustion, and learning how to survive while still trying to be kind.
Yet, you chose me.
You chose me when it would have been easier to misunderstand me.
You chose me when my silence felt colder than comfort.
You chose me when my presence came with heaviness instead of ease.
That choice was never loud.
It didn’t demand attention or validation.
It showed itself in patience, in staying, in giving me time to find my words instead of forcing them out of me.
You listened when I spoke in fragments.
You respected me when I needed space.
You didn’t try to fix me you simply stood beside me.
I may not always express gratitude openly.
I may struggle to apologize without feeling exposed.
I may hide behind composure when what I really need is softness.
But please know this, I notice everything.
I notice the way you didn’t leave after misunderstandings.
I notice the way you stayed gentle even when I wasn’t.
I notice the way you chose empathy over ego.
In a world that expects people to be perfect, easy, and endlessly pleasant, you allowed me to be human.
Flawed. Learning. Healing.
I am still learning how to communicate without hurting.
Still learning how to trust without fear.
Still learning how to let my softness exist without armor.
But through all of it, one thing remains constant
my gratitude for the people who chose me,
even when I gave them reasons not to.
Quietly grateful.
Deeply aware.
And forever thankful.
Staying was the loudest kindness.
Still yours,
Wednesday
queen 
