I traveled five hundred sixty-two miles just to take a glimpse of you.
YOU ARE READING
Stitches and Wounds
PoetryI want you to hear my silent sobs whenever you are with him. I want you to feel my suppressed pain every wretched nights. I want you to know much I drowned in pain with the thought of you loving him. I want you to know how many stitched that knitted...
Air, Water, And Land
I traveled five hundred sixty-two miles just to take a glimpse of you.
