Toemfie
@fireon3301.bsky.social
Hi! I'm a beginner photographer and also a writer.
The stars above, they gently gleam,
Witness to a broken dream.
But I could only gaze at the stars,
Hiding my tears in their distant glow,
Hoping she wouldn’t notice the sorrow in my eyes.
END.
Witness to a broken dream.
But I could only gaze at the stars,
Hiding my tears in their distant glow,
Hoping she wouldn’t notice the sorrow in my eyes.
END.
January 20, 2025 at 10:01 PM
The stars above, they gently gleam,
Witness to a broken dream.
But I could only gaze at the stars,
Hiding my tears in their distant glow,
Hoping she wouldn’t notice the sorrow in my eyes.
END.
Witness to a broken dream.
But I could only gaze at the stars,
Hiding my tears in their distant glow,
Hoping she wouldn’t notice the sorrow in my eyes.
END.
A fleeting glance, a breath held tight,
Unspoken truths in fading light.
The air between, a fragile thread,
Tension woven, softly spread.
Unspoken truths in fading light.
The air between, a fragile thread,
Tension woven, softly spread.
January 20, 2025 at 10:01 PM
A fleeting glance, a breath held tight,
Unspoken truths in fading light.
The air between, a fragile thread,
Tension woven, softly spread.
Unspoken truths in fading light.
The air between, a fragile thread,
Tension woven, softly spread.