I don't know why I write this. I don't remember when or why I picked my pen up.
Submitted on 27 Jan, 2021 at 17:04 PM
She paused. A little warmth returned momentarily, only to became cold again.
Submitted on 26 Jan, 2021 at 19:16 PM
"What is bothering you, dear? You don't scream for anything. Please, I am here to help. I promise."
Submitted on 24 Jan, 2021 at 20:01 PM
I allowed them to grow, giving them bits of my heart, my brain, and my soul.
Submitted on 19 May, 2020 at 06:32 AM