They say if you love something, set it free; if it comes back to you, it's yours. If it doesn't, it wasn't meant to be.
But what if I will it to come back to me? I beg, and plead? What if my heart calls among the sun and stars, weeping its name? I can no longer control the torment, and staggering agony of life without it being with me. I need it more than anything, and after waiting for so long, I find a way for it to come back to me. We reunite once again, hope resurrected and full.
What if it only comes back to me because it hears my cries? Does it count? Was I cheating? Does it even want me?
Is it still mine?
Is he still mine?
Mine?
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Short Stories + Contest Entries
Short StoryThis is a selection of random short stories that I created when inspired! Some are entries for contests, and others are merely for entertainment. I hope you enjoy!
