Now you know why.why I sit and reminisce, asking all those what-ifs. Wondering if things could go back to the way they were or the noose is my only way out.
I hope you find someone who treats you like the princess you are. I hope you reach your dreams. I hope you know what you meant to me.
Before I kick the chair out from under my feet I have one last question for you... Do you remember me?
YOU ARE READING
Do you remember me?
Short StoryShe was right there in my arms. Why did I let her go? why did I let us fade away?
