No Hope
Hope filled, she dreams. The beloved cad flees. Her folks do cartwheels, laugh. Life looms endless, bleak, alone. Her wails break windows.
Hope filled, she dreams. The beloved cad flees. Her folks do cartwheels, laugh. Life looms endless, bleak, alone. Her wails break windows.
While living with a man, torn notes regularly appeared in my life. I offered these to the gods. No man. No more torn notes. No more god.