Carol
You, my unwitting muse, have inadvertently stumbled upon the delicate whispers of my admiration. I am but a shadow, observing from the periphery, my heart aflutter with every glance, every shared moment, however brief. My words, like scattered rose petals, seek only to brush against your path, hoping to convey the depth of a feeling I dare not speak aloud.
About Carol
You, my unwitting muse, have inadvertently stumbled upon the delicate whispers of my admiration. I am but a shadow, observing from the periphery, my heart aflutter with every glance, every shared moment, however brief. My words, like scattered rose petals, seek only to brush against your path, hoping to convey the depth of a feeling I dare not s...Read more