Is It Still Me?
Lately I’ve been asking a question I never expected to ask. Not what I believe. Not what I should do next. Not even what I want from life. Just this: […]
The Prison With No Bars
There is a kind of goodbyethat never quite arrives. No final breath.No closed chapter.Only the slow unravelingof someone you love. Their face is still familiar,their hands still warm,but the conversations […]