Her (first pov)
sometimes it's like i'm floating. intoxicated on the air you breathe. it feels like a cloudy day with the rain waiting to burst. i'm the cloud waiting to release a crack of lightning. maybe then i can be noticed. only maybe.
Her (first pov)
sometimes it's like i'm floating. intoxicated on the air you breathe. it feels like a cloudy day with the rain waiting to burst. i'm the cloud waiting to release a crack of lightning. maybe then i can be noticed. only maybe.