What do you do, when the real enemy in your life, is you?
THERE ARE TIMES WHEN EVERYTHING BECOMES TOO MUCH. WHEN THERE IS NO LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL, AND THOSE WHO SAID THEY WERE YOUR FRIENDS SEEM TO DISAPPEAR. SOMETIMES WE CRY AND OTHER TIMES, WE WRITE.
Will you miss me when I'm gone? Will you miss my touch, my laughter, my kisses? Will you miss the food I cook or the way I fold the laundry? Will you miss the way I stare at you for no reason at all? No, you won't miss me, because you love me to your… Continue reading Will you…..?
...not looking in the right direction, are always crying.