Hodd Stories

Memories are all I can live by now.Also...things.I still have that picture of me and him making a funny face.His sweatshirt is in my closet-one of them.The most special one that I still have is my name in his handwriting. I don't know why I feel like it's the most important.Maybe it's the way he wrote my name in a delicate way from S to A. Has he done that with that girl?Has he?Have they done all the things we did?All the cuddles and hand holding and little details?Probably.A voice deep inside me tells me.

Lips as red as the rose, hair as black as ebony and skin as white as snow; Snow White maybe? Book One in the Disney Princess Series. ~ cover not mine; credits to whoever made it ~