March 6th, 2015
12 AM
"I'll be back before you know it." You said.
And I believed you. I guess it's my fault then.
YOU ARE READING
Midnight
Poetryshe would wait and wait for him to finally come back, each midnight writing a note she knew he would never read, because she would never send them.
t w o
March 6th, 2015
12 AM
"I'll be back before you know it." You said.
And I believed you. I guess it's my fault then.
