Easy for you, to leave as a victim.
Why blame me for what happened,
when I'm the one left hurting?
wisdomblade.com
nepalearn.com
How does it work?
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.
More stories from Lucas Rae and writers in Poets and other communities.
I want to see your faint, unsuspecting smile, I want to hear your whispers. Feel your scars, and make peace with your blisters.
By Lucas Rae3 years ago in Poets
I have a photo album with my greatest memories mix Inside are several photos labeled: Blank, two, hearts, for, five,
By Amos Glade2 days ago in Poets
1. First, memorise the difference. Not the number- the feeling of it. Learn which hours belong to which people. 2. Stay up late on purpose.
By Leeza-Bridget Cooper4 days ago in Poets
"See you there, Stranger!" I called. "Yes, Love," my husband replied. "Not yet, silly." "Oh, yeah. Sorry. Later, Stranger."
By Julie Lacksonen3 days ago in Fiction
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.