Space grows between us each hour, each day, and with each passing second you fade further away. I miss you already even though you’re still here. The space grows darker, more deeper, less clear.<...
Blackout poetry mixed with a heart template using Saintmakers Sketch Artist text. (Sorry I couldn't add the text as a resource, I will do so when the feature is working again.)
Thought I would try combining the two collaborations. : )