I Am Not Late

some start their love story early,

mine is still unwritten.

a clock does not shame me,

i walk my own time,

and my time is not broken.

i have loved in silence,

but never chased.

caution is not weakness—

it is a seed of wisdom,

still waiting to bloom.

they hold hands in the open,

i hold peace in my chest.

a partner is not a medal,

love is not a race,

i am not behind.

crowds exhaust me,

silence knows my name.

i don’t need a hundred voices—

one true heart

will be enough.

i wait not in fantasy,

but in faith.

fast fires fade,

but steady flames endure.

my love will last.

By wabwire Elias