"Remember that people are only guests in your story – the same way you are only a guest in theirs – so make the chapters worth reading.” ― Lauren Klarfeld.
Aiyana P.O.V
The next day I woke up as my phone kept ringing reminding me today's date. It was thirteenth december. My very own personal black day. The day I have lost my little bit of sanity and the last reminder of first love.
Within a second I changed my clothes and got ready. But I halt on place as my eyes landed on Thomas who was peaceful sleeping.
How I wish I can share my grieve with him.
How I wish he would be their holding me and lend his shoulder to cry on.
How I wish I can share my burden with him.
But in reality I know it would not be like this. It will be far from okay.
I shooked my head as I close our bedroom doo
