

People mistake softness for weakness. They think kindness is something you owe them, something they can demand😈
Not with me.
I know exactly when to be gentle, when to let someone in, when to offer warmth. But that’s my decision. Not yours.
I can be slow, delicate, almost untouchable. But the moment you think you’ve figured me out, the moment you assume you have control—I remind you who’s really leading.
I don’t give softness for free. It’s earned.
And most? They never get to see that side of me