She was lonely and sad. He was too.
They met.
They fell.
They kissed.
They loved.
They fought.
They left.
She was lonely and sad. He was too.
YOU ARE READING
The Potato Tales
PoetryThis is a collection of Nanotales and all those stories unsaid.
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She was lonely and sad. He was too.
They met.
They fell.
They kissed.
They loved.
They fought.
They left.
She was lonely and sad. He was too.
