People mistake softness for weakness. They think kindness is something you owe them, something they can demandđ
Not with me.
I know exactly when to be gentle, when to let someone in, when to offer warmth. But thatâs my decision. Not yours.
I can be slow, delicate, almost untouchable. But the moment you think youâve figured me out, the moment you assume you have controlâI remind you whoâs really leading.
I donât give softness for free. Itâs earned.
And most? They never get to see that side of me