021 · 4:43am Oct 17th, 2021
Held her hand while she coughed. I meant to kiss her, but it seemed cruel to kiss with such little window for reprieve. It seems the further I write the more I feel I have to be honest and the less the words come.
Hey, readers! I'm a reader and a writer. That's how I see myself, at least. I love to read and I love to write. It's always been a part of me. I've been writing stories since before I can remember.
Held her hand while she coughed. I meant to kiss her, but it seemed cruel to kiss with such little window for reprieve. It seems the further I write the more I feel I have to be honest and the less the words come.