they keep saying
"honey,
it's just a boy"
like that boy
means nothing
but little do they know
that you
mean everything
~kathryn
YOU ARE READING
a hundred letters
Historia Cortayou can feel the emotion as the ink touched the paper so delicate, so small and afraid but she also felt a powerful magic running through her veins a powerful magic giving her wings, letting her fly just before she hits the cold hard ground a power...
letter forty four
they keep saying
"honey,
it's just a boy"
like that boy
means nothing
but little do they know
that you
mean everything
~kathryn
