The Deep Sleep of a Weary Heart

The screen lights up in the dark, a name you know by heart, words that used to move you—and now there is only a hollow echo where the feeling should be. You stare at the glow, waiting for a spark that does not come, afraid this numbness is the end of your capacity to love.

But the darkness has not overcome the light; it has only hidden it from your sight for a moment. This numbness is not a verdict on your soul, nor is it proof that the love is gone.

It is simply the deep sleep of a heart that has been carrying too much for too long. The light is not in the text message.

It is the silence beneath the message, waiting for you to stop trying to feel and simply be. You are not empty; you are resting.