prompt 11
#WritcoPoemPrompt11
The days were unending as were the nights,
She waited and waited and waited,
But there seemed no hope in sight…...Her heart ached with each passing moment, longing for the love she had always dreamed of. As the rain tapped gently against her window, she found solace in writing letters she never intended to...
The days were unending as were the nights,
She waited and waited and waited,
But there seemed no hope in sight…...Her heart ached with each passing moment, longing for the love she had always dreamed of. As the rain tapped gently against her window, she found solace in writing letters she never intended to...