If my fingers could touch her, they’d tell her how much they missed her. But not before embarking on a ride… To a sweet world clocked with respite and gasps of cruel kind; where words have no place to stay as they linger in the thick air above. Silence wisely takes over,
Distance in between
Distance in between
Distance in between
If my fingers could touch her, they’d tell her how much they missed her. But not before embarking on a ride… To a sweet world clocked with respite and gasps of cruel kind; where words have no place to stay as they linger in the thick air above. Silence wisely takes over,