The night keeps my secrets but hums them back to me as I dream of you…..

My scars look like stories worth keeping…..a timeline of a better me…..

Tonight the rain is extra loud on the windowpane and so are these memories…..

You carry the weight of others like it was stitched into your skin, pouring from a cup you never stop to refill..
a quiet kind of love that forgets its own name, where your heart becomes a home for everyone but you….

They said..It’s time to let go… I said “you never let go of the people you love…..”

Loving you means I choose you on your quiet days, not just your bright ones…..

She wore the river in her hair and grief in her shadow…..

The heart knows the difference between crumbs and care…..

The world knows me as strong,
unmoved, unshaken.
Yet you place your hand upon my chest and suddenly I remember how to kneel….

You’re curled up in the quiet corners of me…..

He smelled like old books and second chances…..

Kindness is often silent, but it echoes the loudest…..

Thank you to the ones who notice.. the ones who care to look twice…the ones with an open heart and open mind…The world needs more of you.

I want to bleed metaphors every time I think of you…..

💯

Someone who truly loves you will never let you feel invisible.

Let’s heal together.

I do not seek a perfect fairy tale.
I seek an imperfect truth
that withstands the seasons…

Real love doesn’t confuse silence for peace…..

When will you realize attention is not love…..

Nothing we do disappears, it just changes form…..

Real courage is letting someone witness your unfinished pieces…..

It didn’t last forever, but it changed what forever means…..

Everything has a lifespan, your body, your possessions, even the people and relationships you hold dear. Nothing is guaranteed to last forever.
So while it’s here, appreciate it. Be present with it. Show gratitude for it. Because one day, it will all be a memory…..

Loving you is to read the chapters you never meant to show…..

The body is the mind’s most honest mirror, when it shivers beneath you, the universe finally tells the truth….

💥🔥💥

Lay your head upon my chest
and hear your beat deep inside me…

When he loves you even your silence sounds like poetry to him…..

I don’t write to stay in the sadness.
I write to move through it.
To trace its edges,
to give it shape,
so it no longer feels endless.