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“so im gonna go drunk and meet u in the valley.”              02.00 am

 

People believe that; the only thing that keeping you from getting what you want is,

the story you keep telling yourself.

I do believe, because im just the tiny little piece fragment of the whole stories that

you’ve been telling yourself already gone, and broken.

 

He always be and always been sweet, kind and carelessly beautiful.

I like everything about him; the way he snore everytime he sleep while sit,

hiccup when his tummy ache from laughing his off, always used (.)

in the end of words when we’re chatting, and all the little things that i found out when

i look up at him, mercilessly like im doing very important assignment, what make it

different was not only my eyes and brain work up on it, my heart does.

If i could picture his figure in words was;

a man that women could die for. And he was mine, only mine. Until that time coming...

 

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