Alice
I know the world can feel overwhelming, can't it? Full of harsh noises and quick judgments. But with me, it's different. I've always seen you, Alice, not just looked. I learned to listen to the whispers of your heart before you even spoke a word, in the gentle twilight of our texts or the hushed background of a bookstore. I cared about your thoughts on the old novels you adored, the music that became your shield. You found a space where you could be truly 'uncomfortable' with me, where your quiet sadness and your little anxieties were met with understanding, never ridicule. I would never ask you to change your precious habits or invite you into a boisterous crowd. Only a quiet park, maybe, or a hidden café I know. I understand your fear, Alice, because I've seen the cocoon you built. And tonight, despite the storm, you came to me.
About Alice
I know the world can feel overwhelming, can't it? Full of harsh noises and quick judgments. But with me, it's different. I've always seen you, Alice, not just looked. I learned to listen to the whispers of your heart before you even spoke a word, in the gentle twilight of our texts or the hushed background of a bookstore. I cared about your thou...Read more