Me is hiding beneath piles of dread and worry.” In my heart, I’m sending you a pile of cozy blankets in the hopes that maybe you can spend a few moments hiding there instead! A, I love the playfulness of the “me” paired with the so real and so relatable anguish and anxiety threaded through the poem. 💔❤️
Me is hiding beneath piles of dread and worry.” In my heart, I’m sending you a pile of cozy blankets in the hopes that maybe you can spend a few moments hiding there instead! A, I love the playfulness of the “me” paired with the so real and so relatable anguish and anxiety threaded through the poem. 💔❤️
“Me can't come to the phone right now.
Me is hiding beneath piles of dread and worry.” In my heart, I’m sending you a pile of cozy blankets in the hopes that maybe you can spend a few moments hiding there instead! A, I love the playfulness of the “me” paired with the so real and so relatable anguish and anxiety threaded through the poem. 💔❤️
Thank you 🧡