Dusty photographs curl at the edges,
memories bleeding soft watercolor lines
between what was and what remains
Whispers of laughter trapped in silence,
shadows dancing behind closed eyes
where time bends and softens its grip
Dusty photographs curl at the edges,
memories bleeding soft watercolor lines
between what was and what remains
Whispers of laughter trapped in silence,
shadows dancing behind closed eyes
where time bends and softens its grip