minzju
﹙ 22/12 ﹚ ... ❥ They will never know how many poems I have written into the soft petals pressed in silence. Only silence can read them. But they will know how many poems or words are strung together into sentences, sentences strung together into stories. Stories with words as soft as silk that soothe the heart until I forget the time when reading them. I share them through this account.
