She looks at him, and she muses “We could have been the greatest love story the Planet Earth has ever witnessed. It's okay, I am." She tilts her head, and smiles.
RANTS.
Happy New Year!!!!, a little late, I know, sorry.
A little dose of self love to begin the year.
Welcome to the month of Love, to my birth month. In 8 days time, I'll be 19. Amazing.
I wasn't having writer's block, but I was restricted, my wings were clipped, and I was caged. However, all these were done by me. I am my biggest enemy, and my greatest fan, but, more than often, one conquers the other.
Here's to the happiest year of my life, and yours.
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Something Mending -- VOL 1
PoetryOf Breaking hearts, young love, betrayal and pain. Of Mending hearts, familiar pain, unexpected hurt and aftermath. Of Healing hearts, underated heartache, pain and acceptance. Of Love, Love that is as deep sea. Pain, that knows no bounds. Strength...
