In the quiet of our home, echoes of words unsaid, We tread on eggshells, where angels fear to tread. Whispers…
In the shadowed corners of my heart, Where friendship’s light once brightly shone, A silent knife has pierced so deep,…
In the quiet hours of the night, When the moon is high and bright, I hear the whispers of our…
In the silence of the night, I hear the echoes, Of a love that once was, now buried in shadows,…
In the gentle whisper of a lover’s sigh, We find a world where hearts can fly, Through fields of dreams…