The chariot flies into the night sky.
As she was floating in the night sky, travelling from earth to the universe, she had a lot of thoughts.
Will it look at her?
Will it be okay to get closer?
Will it acknowledge her presence?
Will it shy away? or
Will it finally see her?
Truly see her?
Out of millions of people it was looking down from the sky, will it see her the way she was looking at him?
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From Me To You (A Short Story)
Short Story"I think that not trying at all will hurt me more than trying and getting hurt. I have love it from afar for years, and all I can do is love and miss it from afar. I will take this chance that was given to me, even if it leaves me in pieces." -From...
