His love feels like the place my brain goes quiet...
Like the tide pulling back from the shore on a calm full moon night
Like the sound of my name sounds SO soft on his lips when before it felt like nails on a chalk board
I miss the version of myself that only exists when I'm in his presence
Art - me
Like the tide pulling back from the shore on a calm full moon night
Like the sound of my name sounds SO soft on his lips when before it felt like nails on a chalk board
I miss the version of myself that only exists when I'm in his presence
Art - me
Category Artwork (Digital) / Doodle
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 2000 x 1659px
File Size 1.86 MB
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