Wednesday, 25.04.
Stay strong Zia,
The only compass I own is my heart, it's guiding me to you.
You asked me what I see when I close my eyes:
I see you and me. I see a worrier fighting her worst nightmares. An unconquerable angel who's not afraid anymore. I see you holding my hand.
We're terminal, but our time isn't now.
We love in eternity.
Beside you, soon
Michael
YOU ARE READING
Hold On Till May | m.c.
Short StoryShe thinks she wants to die, but in reality she just wants to be saved. © BeMineStyles
