Author: Writings of Red

“In the quiet chambers of my heart, your absence echoes like a whispered symphony, each note a reminder of how deeply I yearn for your presence.” -Red echoes

Noticed or unnoticed, my eyes, like unguarded sentinels, exposed the authenticity of my feelings. They sought comfort in your gaze while absorbing the warmth of your palm in mine. You became the apple of their longing, the muse that inspired the verses of their silent poetry, and the vibrant stimulus that painted the canvas of…