Much time has passed and now I am certain my lonesome will fade partly.
From our unison the fruition of a soul emerges.
Why did you leave now when I need you more than ever?
Each day is a new wanting, a new longing.
I remain waiting.
- Elise
A compilation of letters from a woman in love by what's lost. Meer
Much time has passed and now I am certain my lonesome will fade partly.
From our unison the fruition of a soul emerges.
Why did you leave now when I need you more than ever?
Each day is a new wanting, a new longing.
I remain waiting.
- Elise