While living in the moment, I saw what he truly cared about.
It was not me, maybe it was for just a second, but he has other plans now and I'm not sticking around for it.
YOU ARE READING
Berry Tree
PoetryA book of poems, scrambled thoughts, and endless stories. A bit mysterious, but that's the fun of it. You make the story; you imagine, and wonder. Each page is like picking a new berry from a tree.
