GHOSTS IN THE CROWD
In the bustling throng of strangers, a familiar face appeared, an echo from a distant past, a ghost I once revered.
My heart raced with recognition, time seemed to stand still, memories came flooding back, against my own free will.
Your eyes met mine with questions, a silence spoke between, of words we never uttered, and moments left unseen.
The years had etched their story,...
My heart raced with recognition, time seemed to stand still, memories came flooding back, against my own free will.
Your eyes met mine with questions, a silence spoke between, of words we never uttered, and moments left unseen.
The years had etched their story,...