You're just another fleeting face in the endless crowd, another set of eyes that might or might not linger for a second too long. But perhaps... perhaps there's an echo in your gaze that resonates with the quiet storm inside me.
You're just another fleeting face in the endless crowd, another set of eyes that might or might not linger for a second too long. But perhaps... perhaps there's an echo in your gaze that resonates with the quiet storm inside me.