He disappeared,
Like fog floating away into the sky.
And my head is in the clouds,
trying to look for him.
YOU ARE READING
Small Voices
Short StoryWhile I sit alone, the voices whisper in my head. I close my eyes to hear them say."write us.... don't let us die when you're dead....."
Clouds ☁️
He disappeared,
Like fog floating away into the sky.
And my head is in the clouds,
trying to look for him.
