Ink and Paper. ║ breathing ║'BUS STOP'

Once you're done climbing you've got to rest.
You settle at an emotional bus stop.
Full of reflections and realizations.You relive somethings from a different angle. Its hurts less, but it could be worse for someone else.

I write this not because it's relevant to me but because it might be to you.

I can skip the bus, it's slightly warm here.
But climates differ, and it might snow where you are.

If you need the bus.

This is the bus.

A ride where we look out the window to another life - yesterday - and reminisce.

IF YOU ARE SEEING THIS BOOK ANYWHERE OTHER THAN WATTPAD IT HAS BEEN STOLEN.

I HAVE BEEN THIEFED!!
( grammer is perfect here don't @ me)

PLEASE REPORT IT ...
THANK YOU