I open my eyes and I recognise your face, your smile, and your voice and I'm home again, I'm not scared for the moment you hold me again, why can't forever be like that. With me being your friend again and not being scared to talk in front of you.
YOU ARE READING
Short little stories or poems
Short StoryI write random shorts and such. So who knows what you may find here dreams, poems, random encounters that I want to write. I just want to put them somewhere.
