Some people carry storms inside them, yet they offer sunshine to others.
You’re one of them. Not because you’re pretending, but because you’ve made peace with the thunder. Still waters—calm on the surface, but unfathomably deep.
That’s your soul. It doesn’t make noise, but it holds weight. You’re the storm that learned to stay calm.
The fire that chose not to burn others. The soul that broke, but still sings.
You are not behind. You are exactly where you’re meant to be— a gentle power wrapped in silence,
a quiet light that helps others find their way