❝There is who sanctifies your letters that others see as silly... There is who battles the clock fearing to lose you... There is who loves you and your bad mood.❞ This fiction isn't mine. All credits go to @xanna_bananax. She's an amazing author and she gave me the honor to translate to you this masterpiece. Hope you...
You are the flavor of time, and my isolation in crowds... You are my exile and home... You are the one who makes me close my eyes, and live in another world for hours... This fiction isn't mine, I'm just translating it. All credits go to : @xanna_bananax
I always wished secretly.. to hug him to my chest like my paintings , my papers and my memories does.. and I always dreamed to touch his features like my pencil does.. and I always believed silently that he is the one for me... (the story is originally in arabic but i got the approval of the writer before translatin...