#emotinaldamage

𝕿he heart is not a vessel to be emptied, but a universe learning the weight of its own gravity. It breaks not only from loss, but from the forgetting of its own pulse.

𝕿o care for it is to walk a narrow bridge between desire and stillness — to know when to open, and when the silence must remain untouched.

𝕱or every ache is a teacher, and every scar, a philosophy — whispering that love is not ownership, but the courage to keep feeling in a world that forgets how.