His lips carefully brushed against mine, so slow... so gentle... so plush. There were no sparks, as they describe it in poems. No fireworks or explosions. It was a soft ballad. An intricately composed...
A re-write of Lost Memories. It's meant to try and capture the emotions one feels when chasing after an old memory, knowing that there's no way to go back. Unfortunately, that doesn't mean that the em...
His lips carefully brushed against mine, so slow... so gentle... so plush. There were no sparks, as they describe it in poems. No fireworks or explosions. It was a soft ballad. An intricately composed...
A re-write of Lost Memories. It's meant to try and capture the emotions one feels when chasing after an old memory, knowing that there's no way to go back. Unfortunately, that doesn't mean that the em...