vi. Sofia
If, a dream, it is indeed
Please, grant my request
Wake me up not now
I long to hold him again
The ash that is my heart
Is beating anew, content.
Sofia was left alone. Could she feel any worse knowing that the love of her life never loved her at all? Can... More
vi. Sofia
If, a dream, it is indeed
Please, grant my request
Wake me up not now
I long to hold him again
The ash that is my heart
Is beating anew, content.