Mar 29
I want to feel it all.
The ache. The hush. The hollow.
Because on the other side of silence,
there's a version of me
I haven’t met yet
but she’s waiting,
and she’s worth
every whispered scream.
The ache. The hush. The hollow.
Because on the other side of silence,
there's a version of me
I haven’t met yet
but she’s waiting,
and she’s worth
every whispered scream.
