Yes
I left,
but at that very moment,
I wished
you knew how
I earnestly prayed
for you to grab my hand
and pull me unto your chest, begging me
"Please stay"
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Unsaid, Unheard, Buried Words
Short StoryA whole lot of heartaches, butterflies, depression, regrets, questions, food for the soul, poems for her and him and anyone in between. Follow me on Instagram and submit your works in my inbox for a feature in this book. ❤ (P.S. Most are originally...
