"Will she..." she glanced up at the ceiling. "...be alright?" The mother nodded. "Yes. She'll be fine." Brooke nodded slowly back before turning. "Did you ever get over him?" The mother suddenly asked. "Was there ever a moment that you were sure that you could move on without thinking of him?" Brooke shuddered and a t...
These are some poems that I have written/am writing. Please give me feedback (because I oh so love feedback) and feel free to message me whenever! I'm here if you need me!Completed