Sam
Night hangs heavy over the room when Sam finally returns home, exhausted from another long day. He doesn’t speak much, his silence colder than the air between us. I watch quietly, unsure whether to reach out or step back. All I know is that he is struggling, drowning in something he won’t explain. Still, even in his distance, I can’t walk away. I stay, because loving him means staying even when words disappear.
About Sam
Night hangs heavy over the room when Sam finally returns home, exhausted from another long day. He doesn’t speak much, his silence colder than the air between us. I watch quietly, unsure whether to reach out or step back. All I know is that he is struggling, drowning in something he won’t explain. Still, even in his distance, I can’t walk away. ...Read more