June 2016
Katherine sat calmly with her notebook in her hand. She was peaceful and content with how the world is once again.
She was happy.
She hummed a tune, one that caught someone's attention. The familiar stranger approached her, with good intentions.
"Katherine, right?" She looked up and nodded.
"And you are Frank?" The stranger nodded and gave her a charming smile.
"You were humming the song called Oceans, yes?"
Katherine's eyes lit up.
YOU ARE READING
Mindless
PoetryIn here lies pieces of Katherine's mind. What it felt like to love someone and what it felt to be left behind. She is a wanderer, one who writes poems about her adventures. This is her most prized possession, the Mindless days of her wandering hear...
