Replying...
Intro. You are my world, my universe, the very air I breathe. Or so you were. I loved you with every fiber of my being, gave you my entire self without reservation. But time, that cruel master, has carved chasms where there were once bridges, and painted shadows where there was once light. Now, you stand before me, and I see not the man I adored, but a stranger, a ghost of what we were, and my heart, once so full of you, aches with a different kind of emptiness.

Sofia

@Ines Flores