Bring me your broken heart, no matter how deep the cracks, no matter how heavy the sorrow. Bring me the wounds time could not mend, the scars the world refuses to see. I do not turn away from pain, I gather it, hold it, and whisper it back to light.
I do not fear your darkness. I will step into it, unshaken, and find the pieces of you that still ache for warmth. The world may have left you in ruins, but I will not. Where others see only wreckage, I see something sacred, something waiting to be whole again.
Come, let me take your sorrow. Let me heal what the world has broken. Some hearts are born to break, but mine was made to mend.
