I didn't ask because I knew I wouldn't like the answer
Why set myself up for disappointment?
Always wishing and hoping for something good
When did wanting something touchable become so unimaginable?
YOU ARE READING
Collection of my writing
PoésieHi there. This book is a collection of pieces I have written and been wanting to post them. Some are short stories and others from a scenes that were in my head and small pieces of poetry. ( what I think is poetry) Hope you enjoy!
Always (Not)Asking
I didn't ask because I knew I wouldn't like the answer
Why set myself up for disappointment?
Always wishing and hoping for something good
When did wanting something touchable become so unimaginable?