This heart floats, suspended — fragile, translucent, contained. It holds what I often cannot express: grief held back, tenderness hidden, the quiet ache of feeling too much.
Lately, the weight of the world presses in — war, injustice, indifference. It overwhelms. I find myself retreating inward, sealing emotions to survive the noise, the violence, the helplessness. This image is not about heartbreak. It’s about endurance. The stillness of a heart that feels too much in a world that asks us to feel nothing.