February 22 writing prompt.

The worlds I inhabit are different.

I exist between these worlds, able to maintain their distinct boundaries.

In this world, I speak words that remain unheard by those within.

In this similar world, I write thoughts that go unnoticed by those outside.

In my thoughts, there’s only me.

Out here I have only one, who reads me AND hears me. She gives me comfort and caresses my heart.