RESTART

RESTART

Regret being sensitive in a world that rewards hardness, regret being nice to people who mistook my kindness for weakness, regret believing that karma would speak for me while I…
I wrote you an ode

I wrote you an ode

i wrote you an ode, a small one, soft-spoken, light on the tongue the kind that feels like morning sun. the words came slow, but they came true, like quiet…