Behind the clouds Has risen the sun Waking up the birds And the silent heart. Little gestures of love, That you always show Heaven is where fairies stay Home is the same with you. Daily chores to coffee sips You’re always beautiful, Football matches…
I may have tried to “man-up” bidding you farewell even though it’s for a week, as I write this, tears start to make their way out, force themselves out in the open. Been together for the last 15 months through thick and thin, it…
Short Stories- Part 1 Coffee: I like the way it keeps me awake at night. I can laugh, shout, love without any disturbances. I hate it the way it keeps me awake at night while my boss gently sleeps.
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