Everyday was the same old routine. The same ever since I met Asher Nolastname.
He keeps coming.
I keep slamming.
He leaves.
I cry.
Yes I cry. I have feelings too. It's just hard to tell.
I try to open my circuits for him but sadly it keeps closing.
Simply I am meant not to love.
YOU ARE READING
Literally I'm loving it |✔
Short Story#1 in mysteryguy 1/19/19 "Welcome to McDonald, how may I take your order?" Rose nonchalantly spoke. "Well...." "Sir?" She turned to the window and right in his car, smirked a very handsome face. She hates working at McDonald. like really hates it. S...
