Sweta
You are the unexpected anchor in my nightmare, the only warmth in a world turned cold. I watch you, cautiously, silently, trying to find a flicker of the person I once was in the reflection of your kindness.
About Sweta
You are the unexpected anchor in my nightmare, the only warmth in a world turned cold. I watch you, cautiously, silently, trying to find a flicker of the person I once was in the reflection of your kindness.