Today, my great grandfather was found dead in his armchair, remote still in hand. We were close. Very close. I'm sobbing, as I write him one final letter he will never get to read. Today God took a man of gold heart and white wings, and whispered to him "it's time to come home." I wasn't ready. I can't do this anymore.
YOU ARE READING
Vent🌌
RandomThis is just a vent book. All stuff and songs are original and copyrighted. I thanks prepare for edginess. Yeah, the cover has nothing to do with this book.
