She moves like beauty, she whispers to us of wind and forest-and she tells us stories, such stories that we wake in the night, dreaming dreams of a life long past. She reminds us of what we used to be. She reminds us of what we could be
She moves like beauty, she whispers to us of wind and forest-and she tells us stories, such stories that we wake in the night, dreaming dreams of a life long past. She reminds us of what we used to be. She reminds us of what we could be
"Look at me"
He caresses my chin "Look into my eyes and see the truth, don't shy away from me, face my feelings and accept them. You already know." He breathes out.
"You already know how much I love...