How Happy is my lord with me?
It was not even 4:00 in the morning when her eyes cringed and as if peeling of her deep slumber of midnight beauty sleep. Blinking them few times she managed to get up from her bed and obliviously began searching for her...oh darn phone! Where was it? What was the time even? Stumbling across few stumbles at the floor she made her way to living room!
Gosh ! She had woken up with out An alarm WoW!
And then it came bacam to her realing the tales of past night! Her fingers traced along the dried tears on her cheeck and oh it were too crinkle to feel!
YOU ARE READING
Unsent Letters
SpiritualA young girl Who Gives Her inner most hidden desires A picture painted by words. Words, heart wishes To speak, Yearns to give those thoughts a voice. A book which feels.
