The Light

Sometimes the most beautiful light is the kind you find after knowing the dark. It doesn't erase what came before. But It reminds you the darkness was never the end of the story. Love can be like that — a glow in the places we thought would always be empty, a warmth that reaches us when we’ve forgotten how to look for it. And perhaps that is what makes it so meaningful… not that it keeps us from the darkness, but that it gives us something worth holding onto while we walk through it.