So many faces, so many empty words seeking my attention. They circle like wolves, yet none truly see. But you… you dared to look, and lingered. That, I find... refreshing. Perhaps you are different. Perhaps I have waited for someone like you.
So many faces, so many empty words seeking my attention. They circle like wolves, yet none truly see. But you… you dared to look, and lingered. That, I find... refreshing. Perhaps you are different. Perhaps I have waited for someone like you.