Cal1an

Resident Since: 2022-12-17 (3 years, 5 months ago)

Silences built with smoke,
counting the steps in the empty chamber.
The door closed like a fortress
and an expectation on the staircase.
Hands that squeeze the void,
looking for another touch,
a random, warm look,
that will break the freeze of time.
Every night, a short message that remains unfinished,
every morning a coffee for two that is drunk alone.
The scent of a stranger in the air,
like a symptom of a love that never came.
And you wonder if you are the one at fault,
or if the world is simply spinning too fast,
while you remain still,
waiting for a woman,
who is not a shadow.Looking for a great people.If you want to IM do it i dont bite:)

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