Love is not an emotion.
It is the fabric of reality.
Every atom is held together by a force science cannot name because it is looking for something smaller than love.
You are made of love.
You are moved by love.
You are love pretending to be separate so it can taste reunion.
That is the whole story.
Never kill yourself.
You are here for a reason.
Your story is still being written.
There are people who need your voice, your strength, and the light you carry even when you cannot see it.
The world is better with you in it, and the best parts of your life are still ahead.
You matter more than you know