May there soon be a day where in the silence she finds herself. May she answer her own questions. May she speak truth. May her breaths be steady. May her smile be genuine. May her laugh come from the pit of her stomach. May her body feel weak not from the crying, hyperventilating and exhaustion, but from the intensity of pure joy flowing through her veins.
Authors Note:
Thank you Wattpad and Weekend Write-In for giving me the opportunity to talk about something that I never even thought about writing. When I saw the prompt I just knew that I had to step out of my teen-fiction bubble and write this. Thank you for an hour of healing. This was extremely therapeutic. Thanks to everyone who reads this. I hope it's not too vague or confusing. The ending is abrupt, but honestly there is nothing left to say, not yet. XX Love, Taia
