I want to feel love all around me as though my body were wrapped in clay. The cold sensation of drying porcelain covers an exposed, tearful soul. Now the wind and rain can’t touch the vulnerability I feel inside…

The same insecurities, I have spent my entire life trying to hide.

Love always, Esha ❤


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