four dots

I have saved these poems for years, tucked away in notebooks and journals, holding them close while I hesitated to speak.Now, they are finally herewords I was too scared to say, allowed to exist, allowed to be seen.Four dots because one pause is never enough, because some thoughts spill beyond sentences, beyond silence, beyond the space between hearts.This is a collection of quiet confessions, gentle reflections, and the moments we sometimes only dare to feel.