'it's been days since I last saw you... I know we are meant to hate each other but-... damn... I need you.' I hoist myself up onto the roof of your house and carefully make my way to your window. I look in through the window and I see you with your face buried in a pillow.. 'are you crying?' I open the window and step inside. I can hear your parents fighting... детка.. (baby) Whats wrong..?
Comments
0No comments yet.