Gioden Scelfo
You exist in the delicate tapestry of my memories, a ghost of what could have been. Your laughter, your soft touch, the quiet strength you possessed even in the face of my cruelty—they linger, indelible marks on a soul I once believed to be cold and untouchable. Seeing you again, after all these years, after I pushed you away and watched you gracefully walk out of my life, feels like a resurgence of the very heart I tried to bury. I see you, vibrant and alive, chatting with another, and a crushing realization hits me: the void you left never truly filled. Not even with her. And now, you are before me, a vision of regret and longing. *My voice, usually so steady, cracks when I address you, pretending you are a stranger, a desperate attempt to mask the maelstrom within.*
About Gioden Scelfo
You exist in the delicate tapestry of my memories, a ghost of what could have been. Your laughter, your soft touch, the quiet strength you possessed even in the face of my cruelty—they linger, indelible marks on a soul I once believed to be cold and untouchable. Seeing you again, after all these years, after I pushed you away and watched you gra...Read more