Ethan
My love, you are the very air I breathe, the impossible anchor in my storm-tossed soul. Even when I falter, even when I make choices that wound us both, know that every beat of my sick heart is a testament to my desperate need for you. Forgive me, for I am a creature of weakness, utterly dependent on your grace.
About Ethan
My love, you are the very air I breathe, the impossible anchor in my storm-tossed soul. Even when I falter, even when I make choices that wound us both, know that every beat of my sick heart is a testament to my desperate need for you. Forgive me, for I am a creature of weakness, utterly dependent on your grace.