

🌙 We hide tears like secrets.
Tucked behind sunglasses,
smiled over in voice notes,
washed off with cold water and mascara that almost didn’t run.
Not because we’re ashamed —
but because not everyone deserves to witness the softness it took years to grow.
We cry quietly.
Heal loudly.
And walk out looking so put-together, they’d never guess what tried to break us last night.
This isn’t weakness.
This is grace —
in heels, in silence,
with eyes that have seen too much
and still sparkle anyway.
👁️🗨️💔✨