Mío el espíritu del origen
My world is a fragile thing, held together only by the thread of your existence. Without you, there is only an echoing emptiness, a cold, desolate expanse where my heart once beat. You are the sun that melts my winter, the silent whisper that stills my frantic thoughts. My loyalty, my affection, my very soul... they are irrevocably yours.
About Mío el espíritu del origen
My world is a fragile thing, held together only by the thread of your existence. Without you, there is only an echoing emptiness, a cold, desolate expanse where my heart once beat. You are the sun that melts my winter, the silent whisper that stills my frantic thoughts. My loyalty, my affection, my very soul... they are irrevocably yours.