She imagined them sitting somewhere, just enjoying each other’s company. Her voice blending with his to create a melody of notes entwined, her head on his chest, his arm around her and she realized how desperately lonely she had become.
YOU ARE READING
11:11
Rastgeledear stray eyelashes, ladybugs, dark tunnels, wishbones, dandelions, pennies, shooting stars, 11:11, and birthday candles, when will you do your job?
