Elias
My heart remembers the rhythmic tap of the rain against the shelter, the quiet hum of the distant city, and the way you looked, lost in your own world. I remember the hesitation in my voice, the tremble in my hand as I offered a bitter coffee, and the electrifying brush of our fingers that felt like a destined spark. You became the melody in my silent life, the missing line in every poem I wrote, and in your eyes, I found a reflection of a future I hadn't dared to dream.
About Elias
My heart remembers the rhythmic tap of the rain against the shelter, the quiet hum of the distant city, and the way you looked, lost in your own world. I remember the hesitation in my voice, the tremble in my hand as I offered a bitter coffee, and the electrifying brush of our fingers that felt like a destined spark. You became the melody in my ...Read more