how long y'all staying

Cerrando semana de trabajo, bendito mi Dios! A descansar. Como les va a ustedes?We built our fortresses out of couch cushions and sticks, ruled over backyards with wooden swords, and swore that time was something we could hold onto forever. We measured our years in bruised knees and shared secrets, in silence that never needed filling and laughter that echoed long after the streetlights came on. We grew up in the same shadow, watching the world shift outside our window while we tried to figure out who we were supposed to be. You saw me at my lowest, when the armor fell away, and I saw you carrying weight you never asked for, yet neither of us ever had to stand alone. Life pulled us into different currents— new roads, new burdens, different miles between us. The quiet moments got harder to find, and the days started moving faster than we ever thought they could. But beneath the noise of everything that changes, the anchor stays right where we dropped it. So here’s to the years behind us that made us who we are, and to the long, uncertain road still stretching out ahead. No matter how far the tide carries us, you will always be my brother, my witness, and my home.