If you asked me What weighs heavier— the earth or the stars— the whispers would linger, the darkness would scream, the echoes of the undead would cry, all to say the heart weighs more. The unsaid words, the pain that aches to be heard, all carried through storms and thunder— yes, the heart weighs more. And what weighs more is what is breaking quietly, in pieces left unnoticed and never heard. And still, I dare say, “The stars weigh more.” Because that is what humans are— heavy with what they never speak.