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
"People came and went on and on
But she stayed still, lost in her thoughts
She knew she was drowning in the ocean of loneliness
But never tried to escape, to push away those thoughts"
♡ There's beau...