my story


The moralities of my story are those hidden in meaningful disguises. You can search them under the rocks among the sea. You can catch them among a comet’s tail. You can try to run after it if you will. But it is my story and only mine to tell. You are the reader with no right to meddle. An spectator of life’s hidden miracles. Mine.

The truth behind my smiles are honest and pure. I hide kindness where kindness is seen. Because however truthful I can be, not everybody truly believes this is who I am meant to be.

she writes