I lay here and think to myself
the most beautiful words have been written forgotten and learned again
Whispered through time to embrace the moment for a thing that is not a thing; love
Apr 2, 2020
Apr 2, 2020 at 10:01 AM UTC
I lay here and think to myself
the most beautiful words have been written forgotten and learned again
Whispered through time to embrace the moment for a thing that is not a thing; love