The sky is proof that nothing stays the same.
One moment it’s bright, endless, and full of promise,
the next it’s heavy, storming,
reminding us how quickly joy can turn into pain.
Love is the same.
You give your heart,
you trust,
and sometimes you end up broken;
left wondering why you weren’t enough.
But the sky reminds a truth we forget:
storms don’t last.
The clouds move,
the sun returns,
and even after the darkest nights,
the stars always find their way back.
Hearts heal too.
No matter who left,
no matter who betrayed,
we rise again..
carrying scars, yes,
but also the strength to face whatever comes next.
