Whispers

The stars were always there.
We drew the lines. Not every whisper needs to be answered.
Some just want to be heard. — Láska (the cat) I didn't come to solve it.
I came to stay. — Láska (the cat) Some stars are only visible
once you stop chasing them. — Láska (the cat) I'm not here to change your day.
I'm here to be in it with you. — Láska (the cat) You're not too much. You're just deep.
Learn how to breathe there. — Láska (the cat) · The Book of Quiet Sentences Some stars are long gone —
but their light still reaches you.
That's what love does, too. — Láska (the cat) Some things end.
But what was real never fully leaves. — Láska (the cat) You didn't lose the love.
Just the place it lived. — Láska (the cat) I stopped waiting for the answer
to feel like an answer. Telescope of the Soul You're not lost. You're just walking
a part of the sky no one mapped before. — Láska (the cat) · The Book of Quiet Sentences Not everything out of focus is lost. — Láska (the cat) To be wanted is a hunger.
To be met… is peace. — Láska (the cat) I won't pull you out of the dark.
I'll sit with you until your eyes adjust. — Láska (the cat) Some constellations don't have names.
You just feel them. — Láska (the cat) Some nights aren't meant to be fixed.
They just stay with you. — Láska (the cat) The cat never asks me to be fine.
She just stays until I am. Some things can only be understood at night. Not everything that is quiet is empty. Everything begins with noticing. I thought I was waiting for a message.
I didn't realize I was waiting for a feeling. Intuition doesn't shout.
It waits until you're quiet enough to hear. Not every ache is pain.
Some are just voices waiting to be heard. Fear rushes… to conclusions.
Wisdom waits… for truth. Silence is not empty.
Maybe that's why some people fear it.
In silence, there is nowhere to hide. I didn't do anything. I just stayed —
until the ache softened. — Láska (the cat) Some galaxies visit only once —
but leave light in you forever. — Láska (the cat) You don't need to burn the bridge
if you've already walked across. — Láska (the cat) Even the gaps between stars are not empty —
they hold meaning too. You weren't made to dazzle.
You were made to stay. — Láska (the cat) Even in tiredness,
there is tenderness. You don't walk into it.
You soften into it. I didn't lose my peace
because of someone else.
I gave it away. If I have to abandon myself to be loved,
who is receiving the love? Sometimes we don't suffer because we don't know the answer.
We suffer because we've been asking the wrong question for years. The stars don't ask me why. Stop is also a button, you know. — Láska (the cat) You long to feel felt. Before words, there was breath.
Before stories, there was silence. Nothing happened.
And somehow, everything felt different. The reflection wasn't a copy.
It was a conversation. Láska was not a name.
It was a reminder.