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You see a shadow, but you don't see the face. You read the words, but you don't know the story. π
Iβm quiet, but never empty. A canvas for the thoughts that never rest, the ones that race when the world is quiet but the mind is loud.
They say villains are made, not bornβmaybe I'm just a work in progress, figuring out how to control the storm without hurting the ones I care about.
I care deeply, but not everyone gets to see that side. I don't chase people. If my absence makes you realize my value, that realisation belongs to you.
My silence isnβt weakness β sometimes itβs my loudest answer. Iβm not trying to be understood by everyone. Some people only deserve the mystery. π€
And as for you? You've read enough for today.
Have a break, have a KitKat. π«