setnightsun
Skies dancing in blue
Wind in a race
You missed the clue
Drowned by your own game
Different places
Trap inside the myth
A room full of mirrors
Lost myself in a labyrinth
Everything was normal. I am surrounded by seven strangers and later got along with them. The same number of people as we reached the same number of years being together.
Unexpected changes in treatment, feelings grow as they age.
Unexpected day to be forgotten. Should I stay hidden?
* cover photo from pinterest
credits to the owner *