Cozy

Whispers in the night, soft glow of streetlight, my thoughts curl like smoke around dreams I can’t yet touch. The quiet hum of the city mixes with my heartbeat, and I let myself wander through memories that sting and moments that soothe. I sip warmth from a chipped mug, watch shadows stretch on walls, and I realize— even alone, I am enough, even in silence, I am alive.