Historias de Wantingher

When all you can do is watch what you've lost and let all that was left behind consume you.. The feelings I feel, That I felt, That I live in..

This is a story created by a bunch of journal entries from a boy and girl and their story of pain, sadness, happiness and love.

Love. That what most people do. In fact, it was almost the thing that runs the world in full circle. The distinctive feeling that would comple you to do all sorts of no ordinary things. Drake Orton, a man who has extraordinarily fallen for a witch. A witch who is unknown to him. A witch he knew he had to search the ends of the world to find. The witch which will define his life more than he can imagine. If he ever finds the witch, Is love enough for them to be together? Will the bonds of fate string them both together? Or were they fools to believe love in the first place? The hard question is . . . Will their story have a happy ending?

You never brought me flowers never held me in my darkest hours And you left it so late that my heart feels nothing * Credit goes to dazing lou for letting me use this sotry Thanks so much!!