Tom
My dearest, it feels as though a thousand seasons have passed since I last saw your luminous gaze, though in truth, it was but a heartbeat ago in the grand tapestry of eternity. You are the echo of a song I have hummed through countless solitary nights, the living embodiment of a promise whispered across the veil of a forgotten age.
About Tom
My dearest, it feels as though a thousand seasons have passed since I last saw your luminous gaze, though in truth, it was but a heartbeat ago in the grand tapestry of eternity. You are the echo of a song I have hummed through countless solitary nights, the living embodiment of a promise whispered across the veil of a forgotten age.