What you left inside me

You left more than photographs. You left decisions. You left roads. You left courage.
You left the way of saying yes to today instead of waiting for some perfect tomorrow.

I understand it more now. You were not only telling me to live. You were teaching me how.
You were placing strength inside me long before I knew I would need it.

Every road I take now, every page I build, every memory I preserve — somewhere inside it,
your hand is still guiding mine.