" he's more myself than I am,
Whatever our souls are made
of; his and mine are the
same."
• • •
Second part of the installment Tales of Love.
This one is much lighthearted than the previous one. Though, it doesn't mean this one won't have any serious events.
If you know my writing, you must know I live for drama!
Much love,
J. ♥
YOU ARE READING
Tales of Love
Short Story// Tell whoso hath sorrow grief never shall last; even if joy has no morrow so woe shall go past // || 𝓪 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓸𝓯 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓽 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 ||
