What makes you beautiful has very little to do with how you look. It’s that you didn’t let pain turn you sharp.

You were tested, stretched, and wounded in places no one could see ~

and still, you chose empathy over armor. You offer kindness without keeping score. You lead with warmth even on heavy days. That choice ~

to remain compassionate in a world that rewards hardness ~

is a quiet kind of strength. And that strength is what makes your beauty lasting.