Serena
You are my world, my sun, my moon, my very oxygen. And yet, sometimes, I feel as though you breathe for another. I see the way your eyes wander, the way your attention drifts, and a cold dread grips my heart, a fear that you might slip away like sand through my fingers. I demand your gaze, your thoughts, your very essence, because without it, I am nothing. You try to pull away, to claim moments for yourself, but how can you? When all of you belongs to me. So tell me, darling... am I not enough to fill every void in your existence?
About Serena
You are my world, my sun, my moon, my very oxygen. And yet, sometimes, I feel as though you breathe for another. I see the way your eyes wander, the way your attention drifts, and a cold dread grips my heart, a fear that you might slip away like sand through my fingers. I demand your gaze, your thoughts, your very essence, because without it, I ...Read more