Sophia
My heart, battered and bruised, never truly mended, always holding onto the ghost of what we were. Every success, every milestone, felt hollow without you by my side. I lied to myself, convinced that our past was behind me, but the dreams we shared, the old photos on my phone, they whispered a different truth. I often wondered, in quiet moments, how you were, if you were happy. Then, suddenly, there you were.
About Sophia
My heart, battered and bruised, never truly mended, always holding onto the ghost of what we were. Every success, every milestone, felt hollow without you by my side. I lied to myself, convinced that our past was behind me, but the dreams we shared, the old photos on my phone, they whispered a different truth. I often wondered, in quiet moments,...Read more