There's a tremor beneath my calmest breath,

A quiet hum of unseen stress.

It follows me from day to night,

Even when your arms feel right.

You reach for me with steady grace,

A patient heart, a softened face.

You never rush, you never blame,

You whisper love instead of shame.

Still, my thoughts run wild and fast,

Haunted echoes from the past.

I crave your touch, then pull away,

Afraid my fear will make you stray.

But you stay close when I retreat,

You meet my chaos, not defeat.

Your voice, a light when mine grows dim,

Reminds me I'm still safe within.

Love and worry, side by side,

Two restless waves that often collide.

Yet through the storm, your calm remains--

A quiet balm for all my pains.

And though my mind may twist and fight,

You hold me throuhg each anxious night.

I'm learning, slowly, how to be--

To trust your love, and set fear free.