The years have worn on
Both of us are not what we
Were we ever though.
How does it work?
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.
More stories from Hailey Marchand-Nazzaro and writers in Poets and other communities.
I have known this place As though in a dream I've seen But it was different
By Hailey Marchand-Nazzaro3 years ago in Poets
Vocal feels a bit empty today. There's a hole where your words should be. And still so much left for you to say, But you're no longer here – you're free.
By Dana Crandell7 days ago in Poets
[Verse] For years I walked the streets at night Each shadow danced beneath the light I searched for you through endless skies
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior6 days ago in Poets
We celebrate World Back Up day. A day when we cherish what we nearly discard Sometimes backups serve us well. 🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin7 days ago in Fiction
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.