God Bless my grieving heart

Some days, I wish people could understand how much energy it takes just to stay steady. How much effort it takes to exist when the world won’t stop shifting. Not because I’m fragile. Not because I’m indecisive. But because I experience the world through a nervous system that doesn’t let anything go unnoticed. A flicker…

Maybe the heart doesn’t ask for much, just to be heard before it breaks, and to rest before it gives out.