I shut my eyes tightly, immersing myself in the moment.
There we stood, two souls entwined, gracefully swaying amidst the pouring rain.
With crossed fingers, I desperately clung to the hope that this enchanting scene before me was not a mere fleeting dream, but a tangible reality.
YOU ARE READING
I'm Just A Lost Soul
Non-FictionIn the scribbles and ink stains of my paper and pen, lie the reflections of my soul.📝
