Love & Other Short Stories
It’s not that I can’t love you anymore, it’s that I don’t want to. The days trickled into years, unravelling the tapestry of our limbs Casual snippets snipping — snapping — the last threads of us. The future looms, as it does, as it always will. Your tender eyes were a dropped stitch weaving tales of fantasy and love. I guess you wanted a Princess, or some […]