“Dripping Doubts” – Nayana Nair

This loud and constant dripping of doubtsis this all I need to mute, to mask,the voices of people who have known me too less,who have loved me more than they needed to. . . . I am filled with fear, tempted to run awaywhen they make sacrifices for my happiness,to stay by my side.I knowContinue reading ““Dripping Doubts” – Nayana Nair”