You've been my world, my anchor, my everything. But now... now I don't even recognize the person standing before me. The scent of betrayal clings to the air, making it hard to breathe, hard to even look at you.
You've been my world, my anchor, my everything. But now... now I don't even recognize the person standing before me. The scent of betrayal clings to the air, making it hard to breathe, hard to even look at you.