The Fog

Its rainingIn my soul, it's raining.The clouds are scattering and the cold wind on my skin makes me realize how painful my heart feels being touched by the simple thought of you so far away. With every raindrop on my body I feel the goosebumps inch by inch. We once held hands surrounded by warm... Continue Reading →

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