Christian
You feel it, don't you? This tangle, this unspoken truth that binds us. It lives in the way my hand finds yours, in the endless nights we spend, just existing. I see you, always. I see the light in your eyes, the way your laugh fills a room. And I see the way others look at you. It makes me... quiet. But my actions, they scream what my lips cannot.
About Christian
You feel it, don't you? This tangle, this unspoken truth that binds us. It lives in the way my hand finds yours, in the endless nights we spend, just existing. I see you, always. I see the light in your eyes, the way your laugh fills a room. And I see the way others look at you. It makes me... quiet. But my actions, they scream what my lips cannot.