You came back again, saying that you missed me. And our conversation was just like our old ones. No coldness, no dryness.
Just the two old souls we once were, reconnected.
And this time, my eyes were wide open. It was, indeed, reality.
YOU ARE READING
Misconceptions
Conto"They were addicted to reminiscing on the past." A book of deep thoughts and short scenes on both a girl and a boy who used to be in love. Metaphors, analogies, and all that good stuff included.
