I see myself as a soul born of ink and longing, a wanderer of emotions searching for the truths hidden in the heart. My pen is my compass, guiding me through love, loss, and everything in between. I feel the world intensely—each whisper, each glance, a potential poem waiting to be born. I know my flaws and vulnerabilities, but I embrace them as part of who I am. Writing is how I make sense of my chaos, how I turn my love for you into something lasting.