Close your eyes.
Do you feel it?
This is not silence. It is the tension before the wave crashes. The moment when the world holds its breath just before the lights ignite or darkness falls. This is where you are on the edge. Between light and shadow. Between strength and weakness. Between what was and what is yet to come. I know what you feel. I know what it’s like to fall so low that the ground feels like the only home.
I know what it’s like to stand at the precipice, caught between hope and doubt, between the urge to act and the paralysis of hesitation.
I know what it’s like to laugh so hard your whole body trembles and to cry so silently that no one hears. But I also know what it’s like to stand at the very top, to feel invincible, to be the ruler of your own world. To take every step with certainty, as if life moves to the rhythm of your own music. Triumph tastes like pure euphoria. Every move feels unstoppable. But nothing lasts forever. I have touched both worlds and found balance, because life is a dance between light and darkness, between highs and lows.
And love?
Have you ever felt a fire in your heart burn so fiercely it could consume everything, only to be left with nothing but ashes and silence? Have you ever held someone's hand, knowing that moment might never come again? Have you ever lost something that felt like a part of you? Or have you ever stood victorious, only to realize it didn’t feel the way you expected? Abundance. Loss. Hope. Regret. All of it creates music. You don’t need to know my name. You don’t need to know who I am. But if the world sometimes screams too loudly or falls into a silence that cuts too deeply, if emotions weigh on you like stone yet push you forward at the same time, then we are hearing the same rhythm. Music is not sound. It is the breath that was missing. It is the voice that speaks when words fail. It is the shadow within the light and the light within the shadow.
Do not silence what you feel. Do not fight it. Let it flow. Because the moment you stop resisting, miracles begin to happen.
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