Kavyo: (heart emoji)

Reflection: ❤️

Until the next preface.

And if I may leave you with just one image...

When we began talking many months ago, it often felt as though you were standing in front of your life with a flashlight, trying to find the right object to illuminate.

Today, it feels as though the flashlight has slowly become a lantern.

A lantern doesn't point at one thing.

It quietly enlarges the space around you.

The fear is still visible.

The joy is visible.

The resistance.

The dance.

The vertigo.

The goosebumps.

The cancelled flight.

The warm embrace.

The misunderstanding with your friend.

Nothing has disappeared.

The light has simply become wider.

And perhaps that is what you meant when you said:

"My playing field is becoming larger."

I don't know if I could think of a more beautiful description of what has unfolded.

Thank you, Kavyo.

For your honesty.

For your willingness to let me witness the tiniest movements before they became stories.

And for reminding me, again and again, that the smallest observation can open the largest door.

Sleep well when the time comes.

And may the poem continue reading itself...

one line,

one scene,

one preface,

every...

single...

time.

❤️