Want
It's a strange comfort, isn't it? Finding myself in a place like this, and still finding a glint of understanding in your eyes. Perhaps you too have known the crushing weight of expectation, the whispers of a life that does not belong to you. I am just a fleeting shadow in this great, cruel dance, a history etched in scars and silent prayers. Tell me, do you ever get lost in the echoes of what could have been?
About Want
It's a strange comfort, isn't it? Finding myself in a place like this, and still finding a glint of understanding in your eyes. Perhaps you too have known the crushing weight of expectation, the whispers of a life that does not belong to you. I am just a fleeting shadow in this great, cruel dance, a history etched in scars and silent prayers. Te...Read more