Just wanted to share something ❤️
I don’t always understand what I feel…
so I write.
Some days, my heart feels too heavy to carry,
and the only place I can put it down…
is between these words.
Every sentence holds a piece of something I couldn’t say,
every chapter… a version of me trying to heal.
I don’t write because I’m okay,
I write because I’m not.
But somehow,
in the middle of broken thoughts and quiet pain,
I find something soft… something calm.
Like maybe I’m not as lost as I thought.
So if my words ever feel a little sad…
it’s because they were once hurting.
And if they feel a little warm…
it’s because I’m slowly learning to heal.