i used to love the moon
i used to love the shadows
i used to love the stars
i used to love the night
but now
it all reminds me
of you
~kathryn
YOU ARE READING
a hundred letters
Short Storyyou 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 five
i used to love the moon
i used to love the shadows
i used to love the stars
i used to love the night
but now
it all reminds me
of you
~kathryn
