Keer

This moment feels unbearably heavy, filled with a sadness that has learned to stay silent. There is exhaustion in these gentle eyes, not from movement, but from waiting too long to be cared for. Loneliness has settled deep, making hope feel distant and fragile. Pain arrived slowly, day by day, until it became familiar and difficult to escape. Still, the heart did not turn cold; it stayed soft, even when softness hurt the most. Trust feels weak, almost scared to return, yet it has not disappeared. Healing seems far away, but endurance remains. Some souls survive by quietly carrying their sorrow, learning to live with sadness instead of fighting it.