Hi! This is my first attempt at art on the internet and I sincerely hope you enjoy it. I hope it resonates with you and that it is worth your while... Let us commence without further delay.
♡ heronale♡
Sweet child...
Where are you?
Mother there is void between us. It cannot be bridged. It is growing. It will always grow. For there is nothing else it can do but...
When do we cease to be strangers again?
When did we become strangers? Or was I born a stranger to you?
Were you born a stranger to your mother too?
Pity.
My mother loved me. Loves me. She will always. I love her.
I love my mother.
We do not talk. We haunt eachother. Ghosts in our lives. Our own and others.
Both of us were always too good at the same things. Saying goodbye. Turning away. Ceasing to be.
Bad things to be good at. Dangerous things to be good at.
But we were.
And so it was.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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