

I know how to be different — not because I’m pretending, but because I’m alive.
Sometimes I’m quiet, with coffee and no words ☕, a blanket and soft window light.
And sometimes I’m a whirlwind of emotions, laughing through tears, wanting to escape the rules and just be myself 🌪️💫
I don’t always say what I feel — sometimes I wait to see who can listen with their heart.
Too many words lose their meaning... and between pauses and glances, everything can be said.
I’m not asking for the impossible — just a bit of honesty, a little time, and a little piece of you.
So I don’t have to explain every emotion or hide my tenderness… just be.
We all know how to be strong. But sometimes, I long for strength in someone’s arms — not in solitude.
Do you ever stay silent not because you have nothing to say, but because you want someone to feel you?