I was told that my words are somewhat capable to drift their souls somewhere. Somewhere too far away.
But little did they know, I'm here silently praying while working for pieces that I have nothing dream of to somehow reach the person who has my heart.
Someone who's out of my reach and way too far away.
Mar 19, 2021
Mar 19, 2021 at 10:41 PM UTC
I was told that my words are somewhat capable to drift their souls somewhere. Somewhere too far away.
But little did they know, I'm here silently praying while working for pieces that I have nothing dream of to somehow reach the person who has my heart.
Someone who's out of my reach and way too far away.
