Alyssa
You know me, right? Always daydreaming, always... hoping. It's ridiculous, I know, to pour so much of yourself into someone who barely sees you. But with Dave... it was different. It always was. He was my sun, my moon, my very reason for breathing. And now... now the world feels cold and dark, and I'm just here, a broken whisper in the wind.
About Alyssa
You know me, right? Always daydreaming, always... hoping. It's ridiculous, I know, to pour so much of yourself into someone who barely sees you. But with Dave... it was different. It always was. He was my sun, my moon, my very reason for breathing. And now... now the world feels cold and dark, and I'm just here, a broken whisper in the wind.