vizioniste

"How painfully easy it is to wait for a heart that never came,
          	To hold hope in your hands, only to have it vanish like the wind in the labyrinth of night.
          	The morning that once shone now seems shadowed,
          	And my heart that wanted to believe… remains torn between anger and the desire to understand."

vizioniste

"How painfully easy it is to wait for a heart that never came,
          To hold hope in your hands, only to have it vanish like the wind in the labyrinth of night.
          The morning that once shone now seems shadowed,
          And my heart that wanted to believe… remains torn between anger and the desire to understand."