@sunooenhypens Permission to borrow the nickname as Evilon is making my days a little more troublesome right here. As we are in the same boat together, perhaps it's only fitting for us to defeat that evil force
Coziness is the only treasure I find myself chasing on a night where the world seems to soften its edges such like this. Doing nothing of consequence beyond existing within the stillness, yet still cradling the entirety of life’s sweetest comfort
…and there, where the sky exhales into the sea, I have moored my heart. Anchored it not to a person, but to the idea of devotion itself, letting it flutter gently against the tide.
Love love love. Thrice I whisper it like a spell, like a lullaby tied in breath. For I adore the way my bare feet melt into the murmur of the shore, imprinting soft declarations upon the skin of the earth where every grain of sand seems to remember the shape of my longing.
You see, my posture speaks not of defiance nor desire to be proven. I don’t perform for the noise of the world. I exist for the reverence of small things, like the way I cradle a flower as if it were spun from glass and wishes.
There’s a shadeㅡtender and shyㅡthat spills across my world like it does upon my cheeks when I feel pretty for no reason at all. Perhaps… That is one of the wonders of being a woman?