People mistake softness for weakness. They think kindness is something you owe them, something they can demandšNot with me.I know exactly when to be gentle, when to let someone in, when to offer warmth. But thatās my decision. Not yours.I can be slow, delicate, almost untouchable. But the moment you think youāve figured me out, the moment you assume you have controlāI remind you whoās really leading.I donāt give softness for free. Itās earned.And most? They never get to see that side of me