The glum skies
Are not enough to dampen my delight
You’re a sweetheart
With a gentle, genuine spirit
I want to love you longer
But I have to go soon… 33 more words
There are moments where I wonder why I have yet to pen a novel about my life.
It’s then that I come to the realisation that there would be very few who would truly appreciate the words of a twenty-something year old hospitality worker who scowls at young children for a living. 190 more words