Secrets…
We share a secret that we never talk about. It’s there, and I think about when you’re far away from me, but when we meet I pretend like we don’t have that secret. The secret we share is ours and it connects us. It’s a bond between us, invisible, unspoken but still there, the secret that connects us.
One reply on “Secrets”
[…] gjorde en utmaning på ”plast-bloggen” och skrev ord till en av mina bilder, den fantastiska Shelly menade, det borde du göra […]