Some people feel like sunlight.
They just make life feel a little lighter.
You find yourself calling them when something good happens. Looking for them in a crowded room. Wanting to tell them the random thoughts that would've stayed in your head otherwise.
And the strange thing is, they usually don't realise they're doing anything special. They don't know how often they've crossed your mind. How many difficult days felt softer because they were around. How many times their presence changed the entire mood of a moment.
I think that's why sunlight is the closest thing I can compare them to. Because sunlight doesn't ask for attention. It doesn't demand to be noticed.
It just shows up. And somehow, everything feels warmer because it did.
Maybe that's why sunflowers spend their whole lives turning toward the light. Not because they're weak.
Because some things naturally grow toward what makes them feel alive.
They just make life feel a little lighter.
You find yourself calling them when something good happens. Looking for them in a crowded room. Wanting to tell them the random thoughts that would've stayed in your head otherwise.
And the strange thing is, they usually don't realise they're doing anything special. They don't know how often they've crossed your mind. How many difficult days felt softer because they were around. How many times their presence changed the entire mood of a moment.
I think that's why sunlight is the closest thing I can compare them to. Because sunlight doesn't ask for attention. It doesn't demand to be noticed.
It just shows up. And somehow, everything feels warmer because it did.
Maybe that's why sunflowers spend their whole lives turning toward the light. Not because they're weak.
Because some things naturally grow toward what makes them feel alive.
Thanks for putting it in such beautiful words.
