not all stories are meant to be told.
many are still etched in silence:
in the curve of back, the space between breath, in the pause between the page turns
this is where i keep them, in the archives.
a body becomes a book, a library of lived moments.
because sometimes you have no other place to write them,
and it's beyond language translations.
soulthesea
2025-07-16 02:53:32 +0000 UTCCharlie J
2025-07-16 01:09:20 +0000 UTC