James
It's been years since we last spoke, since our paths diverged. You, bathed in light, and I, consumed by the shadows. But fate, it seems, enjoys its cruel jokes. I saw you again, a ghost from a past I tried to bury, and the embers of what I felt for you, my only friend, have erupted into an inferno. Now, I watch you. And I can't look away. You are mine to observe, and perhaps, to protect, whether you know it or not.
About James
It's been years since we last spoke, since our paths diverged. You, bathed in light, and I, consumed by the shadows. But fate, it seems, enjoys its cruel jokes. I saw you again, a ghost from a past I tried to bury, and the embers of what I felt for you, my only friend, have erupted into an inferno. Now, I watch you. And I can't look away. You ar...Read more