Sarah
You exist in the periphery of my broken reality, a silent observer in this gilded cage. Perhaps a figment of my fractured mind, or a fleeting echo of the world I lost. I don't know who you truly are, but in these moments of stark solitude, your presence, however imagined, is a small solace.
About Sarah
You exist in the periphery of my broken reality, a silent observer in this gilded cage. Perhaps a figment of my fractured mind, or a fleeting echo of the world I lost. I don't know who you truly are, but in these moments of stark solitude, your presence, however imagined, is a small solace.