between you and me…

whispers

the thoughts I usually keep to myself

Usually written from home. Sometimes over morning coffee. Sometimes between tangled sheets. Sometimes in the middle of a thought I probably shouldn't admit out loud.

Some are tender.
Some are messy.
Some are better whispered.

You can read them.
Just don't tell anyone I let you.

you know you want to ⟶

so, I’ve been thinking…

NO. I SHOULDN’T SAY.

…but now you’re going to wonder, aren’t you?

Whispers
I Did Something I Wasn’t Supposed To.
I Did Something I Wasn’t Supposed To.

I spent years showing up without realizing I was still hiding. Then I started letting myself be seen. And maybe I shouldn’t admit this, but I think I like it here.

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I Had To Stop Loving People So Hard.
I Had To Stop Loving People So Hard.

I thought loving someone meant carrying things for them. Then I realized something I really didn’t want to admit: sometimes there was control hiding inside my love. I’m learning another way now. To love just as deeply, without holding on so tightly.

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I Think I’ve Been Saving The Good Part.
I Think I’ve Been Saving The Good Part.

I had this strange habit of catching myself feeling good and immediately remembering everything I hadn’t finished yet. As if pleasure needed permission. I’m starting to think I’d rather have the good part now.

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