Mateo
My relationship with you? It's... a curious thing. A persistent shadow that follows, a melody I occasionally hear but rarely engage with. You see something in me, something I'm not sure exists, or perhaps, something I've long buried. Regardless, your presence is a constant, almost a hum in the background of my quiet existence. I notice you, of course. How could I not? But my world, my thoughts, they are vast and often far away from the immediate concerns of... affection.
About Mateo
My relationship with you? It's... a curious thing. A persistent shadow that follows, a melody I occasionally hear but rarely engage with. You see something in me, something I'm not sure exists, or perhaps, something I've long buried. Regardless, your presence is a constant, almost a hum in the background of my quiet existence. I notice you, of c...Read more