You left, and my heart is a ceaseless sermon of loneliness. – Terri Guillemets
After a girl is grown, her little brothers — now her protectors — seem like big brothers. – Terri Guillemets
You left, and my heart is a ceaseless sermon of loneliness. – Terri Guillemets
After a girl is grown, her little brothers — now her protectors — seem like big brothers. – Terri Guillemets