𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑ Jingle in behalf of
       those whom spirit lay here. 🔔

This brooding, yearning heart, that cannot tell itself.

EMBRACING SOLITARINESS. / It’s okay if you don’t have it all figured out. You’re not meant to yet. Feeling lost, feeling sad, feeling empty—it’s just part of growing, part of finding yourself. Maybe you feel like you’re just a shadow now, quiet and tired, watching others smile while you just wish for peace. Maybe you stay in bed to hide from the world or listen to music to escape.

It’s okay; sometimes we all need a place to hide. You might feel alone, like no one sees you, but you’re not alone, not really. There are people who care, who understand, and one day, this darkness will lift. The storm will pass, and you will stand in the light again. Hold On a Little Longer.

In the quiet of my heart, I hold pieces of me, unseen, like leaves waiting for the wind. I imagine a secret garden for my dreams, but it stays empty, waiting for someone to explore. Memories I treasure sit in silence, waiting for someone to listen.

While I wear a smile, hiding deep sadness inside. I wonder if anyone will ask, if anyone cares to hear my stories, or if I’ll remain a stranger, lost in a sea of loneliness, searching for someone to see me, to understand my heart, so I don’t feel like a forgotten book, gathering dust on a shelf.

Sometimes words can lighten up the burden in our heart ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.