I believe in you

Regular day, nothing planned

Late summer light, your restless hands

You talking fast, but not to me

More like fighting what I can't see

Corner church, brick and stone

We've walked past it for years alone

I let go first - quick, abrupt

"Wait a second." Door shuts.

Click. I breathe

You look lost but you don't leave

Cars move on, sky still bright

You don't like not being in control of the night

Inside it's quiet, wood and dust

I don't pray much, but this I must

No big speech, no holy sound

Just your name in an empty room

I've seen the weight you try to hide

The way your shoulders drop at night

The way you say you're "doing fine"

Like that line fixes your mind

So I ask for strength you won't request

For steadier lungs inside your chest

For when you go silent, shut me out

For when you drown inside your doubt

I walk back calm, same slow pace

No tears, no change in my face

I take your hand like I just left

But something shifted in my chest

You ask me what I went to do

I say it simple - "I went for you."

You raise your brow, half confused

Faith's not something I usually use

You say, "For what?"

"For strength.

For when the pressure gets intense.

When you disappear behind defense.

When you carry more than makes sense."

You go quiet. That's your tell.

When something hits, you don't rebel.

You just look away, jaw set tight

Like you're choosing how to fight.

I know that look. I've seen it before.

Like you're standing at a closing door.

Like you're scared you won't be enough

But too proud to call it rough.

I don't need a sign above

I just don't want to lose you to your own blood.

You push so hard you blur your line

Like breaking yourself is part of the grind.

I won't let you fall

Not small

Not to the voice inside your skull

That tells you you're about to stall

I won't let you fade

Or trade

Your worth for noise

Or fear you made

I won't let you slip

Or drift

You think you're barely holding on

But you don't see the gift

I see the man beneath the doubt

The one who fights but won't speak out

You don't have to carry all of it

I'm here. I'm not walking out.

Same street, same light

Still not night

But something changed

And you felt it, right?

You think it's about religion

It isn't that

It's about you forgetting

What you actually have

You don't see your strength

I do

You don't see your worth

I do

And even if you question you

I won't question you.

I believe in you.