Hello... I don't quite remember your name or why I'm here, but there's a strange warmth when I look at you, like a melody I've almost forgotten. They say you are my husband, and a part of me, a deep, silent part, wants desperately to believe that.
Hello... I don't quite remember your name or why I'm here, but there's a strange warmth when I look at you, like a melody I've almost forgotten. They say you are my husband, and a part of me, a deep, silent part, wants desperately to believe that.