I’m a slow read. Slow to open up, slow to change, slow to feel. Slow to dive deep, slow to burn. I’m a slow feel.
I’m a slow read. I have many layers beneath the surface, but I’m slow to let you in. I’m slow to challenge, slow to wander, but I still like change. I’m a book with many pages that may not always be on theme.
I’m a slow read. Slow to take charge, slow to listen but I hear. Slow to whisper in your ear “I love you” but I give. Slow to forgive but I acknowledge your apology.
I’m a slow read.
