Hey...
Sometimes I stay for a while looking at your pictures.
Then I take a moment to remember who you were, how you were... and I miss it.
And it hurts.
It hurts 'cause I used to feel safe in those memories.
And I know that I can't do anything but hating you, for who you are now.
And it hurts.
It hurts 'cause I miss you.
'Cause I miss who you were.
Author's note
Hi my dear Snowflakes♡.
A few days ago I finished reading one of my favourite books, and wrote a quick note in a post it. This is the result.
Hope you like it:)
Oh, and who do you thing is she writing about?
I want to read your ideas:)
Please keep voting, leaving comments, amd sharing this little (but made with love) story.
-A.
YOU ARE READING
Never mind
Short Story"I found a notebook and I'm afraid to see what's inside..." By: antactic_princess No copy or adaptation is allowed. All rights reserved.
