@Quarts 20 May 2022 more from that month

1/1600 sec. f/2 4.12mm ISO 101 I've come a long way to hold your hands reaching to the sky. Your eyes smelled of longing. I touched her cheek with my fingers and felt her warmth. Your hair longs for my hands, your soul for my words. Your heart is broken, I came to mend it. I brought you flowers that I collected from my heart. You are alone. You stink of longing. You're offended by me, because I didn't come. I was tired. I wanted so much to come, but I couldn't. Here I am with you. May all the flowers be yours. Take your place in my heart now.