He painted skies with hues of her smile,
Each stroke, a whisper of longing.
His canvas captured her essence,
But she never saw the masterpiece.
He blended his heart into colors,
Yet she walked past the gallery.
He found infinity in her eyes,
But to her, he was just a passerby.
About the Creator
Ghost
A young person overflowing with imagination and compassion seeks to create a positive impact on the world by expressing their creativity through meaningful actions.
Smart phones, Humans and Aliens.
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