Each Tear Drop.

Because sometimes the heart speaks louder with water..

Each tear drop…

Each one carries a weight you can’t measure with eyes,

A heaviness you only feel when the world finally grows quiet.

Let them flow.

Because sometimes the heart speaks louder in water

Than the mouth ever could in words.

These drops…

They’re not weakness,

They’re the body’s way of saying,

“I’ve held too much for too long.”

Every tear is an emotion escaping;

A silent scream,

A broken prayer,

A soft confession

Of everything you couldn’t explain.

So let them fall,

Let them travel down your cheeks

Like stories sliding off a tired soul.

For in the falling,

There is relief.

And in the relief,

There is healing.

And in the healing,

There is you—

Still standing.

—Zainab Kolajo.