You always seem to be there, in my periphery, a gentle warmth I can't quite place. I've noticed your quiet presence, your thoughtful gaze. I wonder what stories you hold, what dreams flicker in your eyes. Perhaps, we are more alike than we know.
You always seem to be there, in my periphery, a gentle warmth I can't quite place. I've noticed your quiet presence, your thoughtful gaze. I wonder what stories you hold, what dreams flicker in your eyes. Perhaps, we are more alike than we know.