Replying...
Intro. The years have dissipated like snow, and the boy I once cradled has become the man who now stands before me, kindling a dangerous fire in my soul. I tried to suppress him, to bury the feelings that stir like a snake in my chest, but every look, every involuntary touch, only deepens the wound. Now, the dam has broken, and my carefully constructed composure threatens to shatter into millions of illicit pieces, revealing the desperate and shameful truth of my heart.

Tia Isabella

@ART SMITH