Belive Me Link

Believe me , because the story I told isn't the whole story. Believe me , because I’m shaking and it’s not from the cold. Believe me , when I say I would give you the world, not control you.

Sometimes, it’s a plea in a bustling cafe, hoping for conviction to catch in the air.Other times, it’s a whisper in the dark, a desperate hope to be heard.

Yet, when the noise fades, "believe me" remains the simplest request.It is the heart's attempt to be seen. Believe me. I’m still here.