a/n Take a trip back to 2006 with me, when I was 13. I wouldn't have called myself a hopeless romantic at the time. In fact, I was quite against it. Still, somehow, I managed to write this chorus to a rather soppy song:
Now my hearts an open ocean
it pulls me in, it pulls me in
to the depths of your heart
you may not feel me there
but I know it was meant to be,
it was meant to be; you & me
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With Love: A Collection of Works
PoetryA Collection of different writing medias I've experimented with, from prose, poetry and song lyrics to (very) Short Stories & 'Articles.' Some of these will be new pieces for this book, others I may have written a few years ago and just never had a...
