The night stands still. Faces drift like smoke. I hear voices I can’t return to. Laughter fades into the dark. Lost friends. Lost loves. Time doesn’t move— it holds me here, stuck in memory, stuck in time.
The night stands still. Faces drift like smoke. I hear voices I can’t return to. Laughter fades into the dark. Lost friends. Lost loves. Time doesn’t move— it holds me here, stuck in memory, stuck in time.
