Rosy cheeks and countless sins.
There was no greater innocence.
Where are you now?
I miss you.
The four letters on my wrist don't look familiar anymore and I find myself missing the sound of your voice.
YOU ARE READING
Glass Hearts | phan
FanfictionBeating hearts. Sliced skin. Shallow breaths and a feeling of love. That was what we were. "You had a heart made of glass and eyes that only saw stars. You were a canvas soaked in color. Vivid memories and passion saturated your bones. You made m...
