From: ABC
To: Aboora
There's a lot I want to tell you yet I don't want to disturb you. You deserve better, my dear...
From: ABC
To: Aboora
I dream of hands I’ll never hold - soft, spectral, steeped in things unsaid.
From: ABC
To: Aboora
I don't know what I'm doing but I'm happy to be in your presence again. And I feel bad for it