Last night I found you,
two streets away.
Passing by the nuisance of vehicles,
all alone, without any help.
You were being your own hero.
That's when it struck me.
The fact that you don't need my lending hand to cross obstacles anymore.
YOU ARE READING
The Untold Stories.
Nouvelles// The Untold Stories. \\ " We're about the books we read, and the poems we love." - Kritika Banerjee. A collection of paragraphs, nanotales, poetry and thoughts from my journey. Highest Rank - #78 in short stories on 29/6/17 ...
