// Ichance - *• Your cold blood will flow into my arms, you will fall into the destined silence, but perhaps, a pain will fall on my chest... and I will regret not having touched your face, and say that perhaps, I love you. •* -
// Ichance - *• Your cold blood will flow into my arms, you will fall into the destined silence, but perhaps, a pain will fall on my chest... and I will regret not having touched your face, and say that perhaps, I love you. •* -