by Alix Ervinne
She stood by the stacks,
from 2012 to 1445.
Where his eyes met hers, tenderly.
This is for whom he loves;
not me.
by Alix Ervinne
She stood by the stacks,
from 2012 to 1445.
Where his eyes met hers, tenderly.
This is for whom he loves;
not me.