I don't have a title 😂

I met love disguised as a question. It never promised me safety, only depth. Purpose found me later, not as a map, but as a restlessness that refused to let me sleep. Ambition spoke in mirrors. It showed me who I could become, then asked what I was willing to lose. Failure arrived unannounced. It sat beside me like an old friend, said nothing, and still knew my name. There were seasons I mistook silence for absence, and delay for rejection. I learned too late that some doors test your patience before they test your worth. Love did not stay. Purpose did. Ambition burned. Failure taught. And somewhere between what left and what remained, I understood the truth not everything that breaks you comes to destroy you. Some things break you to make room.