Here I am, on the couch, writing for the last time, the joy For My writing Is leaving and I can't even say goodbye, there for I don't wish To continue.... the love I had for it Is no more, I am in devastation.... My care for people Is over, I love no more... when what I've loved For 3 years leaves, My heart goes with it. If you have fromed a fondness To what I write, i thank you, but it stops here... maybe one day I will return but its a long shot, but what I will say To you is.. remember its not the end, its only the beginning.....
To you who knows: I LOVE YOU
YOU ARE READING
The story is my life
Short StoryI am a book, and you are now reading my pages... enjoy it before the book closes and the story is over....
