The Genesis
When your world splits in two and you’re left with the demarcation of before and after, you find yourself torn between wishing for what was (even if it was mostly a lie), and scared spitless of what is.
When your world splits in two and you’re left with the demarcation of before and after, you find yourself torn between wishing for what was (even if it was mostly a lie), and scared spitless of what is.