Sometimes I think of her.
But she does not exist. Not here, anyway. Where? I do not know.
There is really no point wasting time time thinking about this.
Why even write about it?
Nothing else to do.
I have everything I want.
But she does not exist. Not here, anyway. Where? I do not know.
There is really no point wasting time time thinking about this.
Why even write about it?
Nothing else to do.
I have everything I want.