What I've Learned So Far

Maybe I haven't lived long enough
or hard enough
to know what life is really about.
But I've stood in the quiet
where a sunrise starts to mean something,
and laughed and cried in parking lots
for no reason at all.

They say wisdom comes with age,
but sometimes it feels like
it's hiding in the pauses,
in the missed calls,
in the pain of letting go.

Maybe life is
just a string of almosts,
tied together by people
who sit with you in silence
while you cry;
or maybe it's about
becoming the kind of person
who can carry both hope and doubt
without needing to explain either.

I don't have answers,
just questions that grow with me.
But I think that's okay, for now.