
Reposting because I am a closet romantic… =)
“You found me”
Healing through Writing
Issa Short Story 🙂
“You found me”
What kind of friend was I?
She looked tired. Her eyes were bloodshot from crying. Removing a stray curl from her face, she finally looked up at me. It took everything in me to not break that eye contact. I felt…guilty. How did I not see it? What kind of friend was I? I looked away. She fidgeted in Continue reading “Underwater”
We were lying on his mom’s couch. The sense of comfort I felt in that house always warmed my heart. The movie we were watching had become a thing of the past. Continue reading “First Love”