I miss you
Three words, eight letters; a saying with little credibility. Something that once held true hurt, pain, loss and longing within its confines.
Defaced, hackneyed, misused and mistreated, a term that was filled with so much worth has been reduced to a meaningless passing comment.
Man has taken 'I miss you' from it's roots throwing it around in forms of deceit and betrayal, using it to appease one another, though now with those three words stands a lack of integrity.
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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
