Heavy heart.
Melting eyes.
Oh, so tired.
But live on, I must.
For each breath is a gift.
A word, a glance, a thought, a gesture. Speculating on what is, what is going to be, what might be.
A word, a glance, a thought, a gesture. Speculating on what is, what is going to be, what might be.
Heavy heart.
Melting eyes.
Oh, so tired.
But live on, I must.
For each breath is a gift.