We fell in love
But didn't last
It was as brief as Sunday's mass.
We'd been together
Quick like morning rush
It wasn't as merry as birthday bash.
YOU ARE READING
Racing Thoughts
PoetryAll the Little Thoughts was the first poetry book that I published here. I tried to submit it to a publishing house, hoping to be considered. Unfortunately, I've received the saddest email today informing me that my manuscript was not chosen. The fi...
