twenty nine
My darling Thomas.
He was my sun, the substance that supplied me with his radiance. He shone brighter than all of the stars in the universe.
But some lights are too bright to last.
My Thomas. I am so sorry.
twenty nine
My darling Thomas.
He was my sun, the substance that supplied me with his radiance. He shone brighter than all of the stars in the universe.
But some lights are too bright to last.
My Thomas. I am so sorry.