Life will feel easier when you donβt always think about it. For your sanity, let things be. Donβt control it, roll with it. What flows, flows. What crashes, crashes. It is what it is.
She said it softly, like she didnβt mean to let me hear it. Her flushed cheeks, the shy smile she kept trying to hide made me want to tease her a bit longer, just to see her get even more flustered.
quietly soothed without needing to explain them first. Maybe thatβs all I need, for me, to finally feel comforted instead of constantly fighting to survive.
In every sense of the word, I really do need this. Not just so I can finally sleep peacefully, but so every exhaustion inside me can be held for a while.
I think thereβs something comforting about being hugged so tightly that even our disappointments start to feel lighter. Something calming about having the wounds weβve been carrying
Itβs not confusion, itβs not apathy itβs a quiet balance between letting life unfold and choosing what actually matters. And for once, that feels enough.
Caught in between questions Iβm too tired to answer and things Iβve simply decided not to hold onto anymore. Not everything needs clarity, not everything deserves my energy.
Maybe Iβm still figuring things out, or maybe Iβve just stopped forcing meaning into every little thing. Either way, Iβm learning to sit with the unknown without rushing it, to let go without turning back.