Dearest,
You found me.
And all the words were worth it.
And they are fog. We leave them all behind
And we are finally free.
And the forest does not take us
She hugs us and welcomes us
We're going home
Where love is not something to be wrong with
And I love you You love me too
And this is no accident
This is not a choice
It hurts too much to be.
You found me.
When no one could find me
When I needed someone to look for me.
YOU ARE READING
Forest is close, trees are far
NouvellesStory of three girls that forest brought together for better or worse. They are about to learn that heroes we wait for, are already inside us, and that nothing heals like courage and love.
