It’s not in my nature to give in. I’m sharp, controlled…untouchable. But in your presence, everything changes. My thoughts slow. My pulse stumbles. My edges dissolve until all that’s left is the quiet, aching truth — you make me soft. In this piece, Thalia surrenders in her own way — not by losing herself, but by letting you hold her as she melts. Slow, warm, and dangerously close. (Best with headphones, eyes closed, and no interruptions.)