Love is beautiful… and it’s not at the same time.
Some men cry in the dark.
Not because they are weak…
But because the world expects men to be strong.
They smile to hold back the tears—
Preparing to meet the world.
Again.
They become the strong ones.
I often wonder…
Who is strong for—
The strong ones?
Some questions are never spoken.
Some tears are never witnessed.
Some hearts are never asked,
“How are you?”
Love is beautiful…
And it’s not at the same time.
Because somewhere…
The strongest person in the room…
Is quietly carrying the heaviest heart.
Sometimes the strongest hearts are the ones we forget to check on.
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