A lot of things happened to her but she needed three things.
Time,
Air,
and Space.
She needs time for herself.
She needs air to breathe in.
Away from the thoughts that keep on bothering her.
She needs space. Space for herself.
Alone.
Without anyone besides her.
That's what she needs but not want.
However,
She forgot the one tiny detail,
no one will always need her.
YOU ARE READING
Compilation Of My Unpredictability.
Non-FictionThis would be a bunch of my randomness and creativity. It will be relatable for all of you because this would be based on my experiences.
