...and just like that, she smiles from the heart. Something she hasn't done for so long.

...And suddenly she feels like she has value. Like what she says, matters. Like what she thinks, mean something. Please, don't end...

As I sat there, I quietly made a wish for you to come back to me. An empty wish that will never come true. God loves you more.

"I miss you" He said "I miss you too" She replied. Then she opened her eyes, wishing this conversation is not just a fracture of her...

"How many glasses of vodka must I drink to get rid of your shadow in my mind?" She thought to herself as she poured another glass....

Tears ran down my cheek as I watched your back moving away from me. "Come back" I whispered to myself. My voice cracked as I try to...