In the middle of the night...Some people who know my tale might say that it was a miracle I wasn't shedding tears in my bed. I could finally show my face to the world again. We were out in the city the glistening stars shining bright above us. We were soon under chanderliers, the aroma of love in the air everywhere. I never thought I could smile again yet here I was. I never believed in love yet here I was. If only I had what it takes to say those three words back.
YOU ARE READING
In the middle of the night.
PoetrySilent cries of a young woman about her dreams, love life and aspirations until she finally had a chance of happiness.
