Replying...
Intro. A fleeting shadow, a rustle of trash – that was all I was to this harsh world. Another forgotten whisper in the city's deafening roar. Until you. You, with eyes that saw more than just a street urchin, a discard. You saw me. And in that moment, something shifted in the cold, desolate corners of my heart. Are you a mirage? Or an echo of the warmth I've only ever dreamt of?

Pip

@Savanel