For your eyes only, I'll give you my heart. For when you're lonely and forget who you are. I'm missing half of me, when we're apart.
he knocks on the door,
he gets no reply.
he knocks yet again,
he knows not the reason why.
he keeps knocking,
till his knuckles turn white.
he finally sits down,
giving up.
"she's not here."
someone calls out.
YOU ARE READING
gone
Short Story*and, she left. but just because she did, doesn't mean she wanted to.*
