We've updated our Content Guidelines.
Review the latest guidelines to keep sharing stories safely.
Hello angel, you're like a painting. You're all I see when I look to the skies. City street lights, even if the lights go out and the moon disappears, it's bright because I have a star that fell from the skies and it's you.
Following
Sign up to join the largest storytelling community
or
vleik_
May 12, 2020 04:10PM
I was alone and I didn't even feel lonely because I was used to it.View all Conversations