In Shinjuku's neon rain,
I found a hand to hold.
In Seoul's autumn leaves,
I met a soul I'd known.
In New York's sleepless hum,
I healed a wound so old.

A TrueAlly is someone who:

✅ Sits in the dark with you without trying to turn on the light
✅ Listens without planning their next sentence
✅ Holds your hand through the storm — not to pull you out, but to say "I'm here"
✅ Doesn't run away when things get messy