Question

Life feels heavy in ways I can’t explain,
like I’m carrying sunlight and storms in the same hand. Some days I rise easy, some days I rise slow,
and some days I don’t rise at all
I just lie there, trying to make peace
with the pieces of me that don’t fit anymore.
I’ve learned that people don’t always stay,
and promises don’t always mean forever.
I’ve learned that love can heal you
and still hurt you in the same breath.
And I’ve learned that being strong
doesn’t mean pretending you’re fine
it means holding on even when your heart shakes.
Life has a way of breaking you open
so the truth can breathe again.
It teaches you through loss,
through loneliness,
through quiet moments when you finally admit
what hurts and what you need.
But there’s beauty too
in the healing you don’t notice at first,
in the hope that returns like a soft echo,
in the way your heart keeps beating
even after everything tried to silence it.
You’re still here.
And that means something.

Answer 1

Bootiful

Answer 2

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