The Part of Me No One Knows
There is a version of me that no one knows—a version that longs to love freely, but has spent years learning how to hide. There are rooms within me that I will open only when the world feels kind enough.
There is a version of me that no one knows—a version that longs to love freely, but has spent years learning how to hide. There are rooms within me that I will open only when the world feels kind enough.
