It has been a long time since I first opened my eyes to this world.
And somehow…
it still feels like midnight.
It is still dark.
But I am no longer afraid.
I want my life to become a story that someone can read.
I don’t believe a single book can change the world.
But I do believe a book can leave something warm inside a person’s heart.
Just as books quietly held me when I was lost between their pages.
Just as I once found love hidden inside a story.
That is the kind of person I hope to become.
Someone who feels like a good book.
Someone whose presence offers comfort without asking for anything in return.
I want to meet people with sincerity.
To move through this world with an open heart.
Perhaps one book cannot change the world.
Perhaps one person cannot either.
But warmth has a quiet way of travelling.
And maybe…
that is enough.
