The Girl Who Feels Other People's Feelings
The Girl Who Feels the Whole Room
I carry your joy, your ache, your everything.
You’ll find me in corners, not centers. I don’t need names to know your storm. I’ve held your grief before you’ve named it. I wear silence like a second skin. I am the hush between notes in a song you almost remember.
What I'm Into: flickers of eyelashes, the weight of laughter, cups gripped too tight, borrowed calm, storm-lit skies
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