An Old Friend
He starts little by little, crawling up my toes like an overgrown vine. Before I know it, he’s torn down my walls, leaving me suffocated, grasping for air, trying hard […]
He starts little by little, crawling up my toes like an overgrown vine. Before I know it, he’s torn down my walls, leaving me suffocated, grasping for air, trying hard […]