you start to set yourself free.
You're sitting at a café, staring at your phone
waiting for a text that isn't coming. The coffee in front of you has long gone cold, much like the connection you once had. You scroll through old messages, the kind that used to light up your face
Remembering the late-night talks, the spontaneous plans, and the way they used to make you feel like you were the only one in the world. Back then, it was easy, effortless. Now, the silence betweer you...
waiting for a text that isn't coming. The coffee in front of you has long gone cold, much like the connection you once had. You scroll through old messages, the kind that used to light up your face
Remembering the late-night talks, the spontaneous plans, and the way they used to make you feel like you were the only one in the world. Back then, it was easy, effortless. Now, the silence betweer you...