There is something in his eyes that tells me... He is falling apart and doesn't want to be fixed. Those eyes, I'm not what it needs to heal.His eyes lack something that I cannot figure. His eyes speaks the truth his lips dare not utter. If only his eyes could speak, it will surely be the end...Of the thread that was once ours.
BINABASA MO ANG
Crimson Threads
General FictionIn a world where love and secrets weave together, the threads of fate remain uncertain until the very end.