Hi guys!đ It’s been a day and a half. I trust you’ve been well. For me, the past six months have been hectic, life-changing and super productive. Oh well, your fave girl here is about to finally become a published…
Tag: Tragedy
We stand by the docks, our emotions in letters
They float in little wooden boats, pushed by the winds of our affection
For in the deep corners of our hearts, rests the hidden mail box
Out of the reach of society
Where eyes canât see, nor hands touch
He watched his mother take his last breath. In all his life, he had never felt soâŠempty. The moment it was about to happen, that moment when everything stopped and the universe stood at attention for an act that altered his life forever, he knew.
