Idio Stories

She sat there at the corner of the small room shaking and smiling at the wall, twisting and fiddling with her fingers cuddled on that sky blue scarf with a book and a pen on the ground, I watched her, her face so pale, fragile and very thin, eyes surrounded by black marks and her lips so dry. what have I done, I made her this way, crazy, insane. The sad part of all is that I still love her, but I can't have her and there's nothing I can do to return the old Mia back. MY MIA I took the book on the ground and went through it the words are scribbled and my name is written all over the pages. "doctor what does this mean " I asked her psychotherapist showing her the book " she remembers you, your name, she's recovering" By those words said I broke into Tears Read to find out more, you will surely enjoy it, I promise