It was saturday, again, and I was still waiting. Very old story, wrote this back in high-school, it's probably very cringy.

Renata Santos doesn't expect her heart to flutter when she catches a boy stealing flowers out of her backyard. But as she unravels his reputation, she realizes puppy-eyed delinquent Isaac Marshall may just be the sunshine she needs to turn her life around. 〚 a wattpad featured story 〛

Charlie doesn't speak, so he paints.

"Hayley, I've been calling you for the past fifteen minutes. Why didn't you answer?" "Because I'm not Hayley...?" "Oh." "..." "Then who is this?" "Delilah." "Well hello Delilah." #16 In Short Story 5/10/17 #2 in anti bullying 9/5/18 :) *old story*

It is difficult to express oneself. Especially when you have so much going on inside your mind, but no one who will listen to it.

it's all quotes. thought of them myself. enjoy. x

If you relate to anything in this book, please pm me. Please.

Highest Rank: #11 (Sept. 17, 2017) Started: August 7, 2017 Rhyme-aholic Poetic Lunatic

Every lost heart wants to be safe and sound. And every lost poem needs to be written and found.