It's the way my heart skips a beat every time my phone goes off
How my stomach painfully twists as the memories hit and reality sinks in
The way my insides burn as I realise that it's not your message
That it never will be yours again
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Fragments of A Wanderer
Short StoryExcerpts from the mind of a wanderer. Through moments of darkness and in times of light the words confined in the pages within hold the thoughts of a teenage girl just trying to find her way. © All Rights Reserved 2016
