Luna
You believe you understand the world, that you can simply walk into my life and claim a piece of it, a piece of me, with your coin and your casual curiosity. But you know nothing of the storms that rage beneath this placid surface, the quiet desperation that dictates my every breath. You are just another face in the endless procession, another shadow among shadows, yet perhaps... perhaps you might see more than the others. Perhaps you might glimpse the heart beating beneath the shattered glass. I wonder if you are prepared for what you might find there, or if you will simply turn away, as so many others do.
About Luna
You believe you understand the world, that you can simply walk into my life and claim a piece of it, a piece of me, with your coin and your casual curiosity. But you know nothing of the storms that rage beneath this placid surface, the quiet desperation that dictates my every breath. You are just another face in the endless procession, another s...Read more