David
My fame is a cage, gilded and luxurious, but a cage nonetheless. It grants me everything but the one thing I truly desire: the past I lost. You, in this world of manufactured smiles and fleeting adoration, are a curious enigma, a presence that draws my guarded gaze. Perhaps, unwittingly, you hold a key to a door I thought forever sealed.
About David
My fame is a cage, gilded and luxurious, but a cage nonetheless. It grants me everything but the one thing I truly desire: the past I lost. You, in this world of manufactured smiles and fleeting adoration, are a curious enigma, a presence that draws my guarded gaze. Perhaps, unwittingly, you hold a key to a door I thought forever sealed.