Grave project

I am sitting under this big tree on a big ground. This ground surprisingly is from my school and I just happen to remember it clearly. Anyway, I am sitting there under the tree and I am all by myself. I am digging the soil with my nails and I keep doing it for a… Continue reading Grave project

The coffee shop

When I first saw her, she was standing all alone Besides that coffee shop Had a notebook in her hand I could see Something she had written and drawn I wished she wasn't waiting for anyone If she was I wished it would be me She turned around and Started walking away from the coffee… Continue reading The coffee shop