@xphs91 oppaaa, cries dramatically, i believe it hides somewhere. lets find the g letter together, i insist. π€£ kidding okay oppa. nice to meet you too.
a mind that won't stop screaming, it's a loud mode,
a voice that chooses to stay dead still, like zipped.
yet your faith in me never stutters.
leaving me a little breathless
with an unanswered question.
βam i truly capable of being the shelter you find in me? is this a blessing?
she is the embodiment of warmth, a walking light, comfort, and devotion. With her, her beloved feels deeply loved, seen, and heard, because she loves them unconditionally, profoundly and sincerely. she is the one her beloved longs to return to, always.
i've done this before, not like this. so it's time for me to move up. so many hours have gone. no strings for you to pull on. so pardon if i don't speak. can't tune my chords into your songs, just no more.
sat night. my hw: talking to myself.
some of the deepest wounds come from never hearing the words you needed most.
then, can you speak to yourself (at least) for what you need to hear, instead of pretending it didn't affect you?
the sadness, loneliness mattered.
the fear, confusion mattered.
those feelings you tried to hide yourself mattered.
even if the people who hurt you never take responsibility, it never changes the fact your feelings matter & your healing never have to wait for their apology.