RAPED

What exactly do you see when you look at me? Strangers we were, staring at each other from a distanceUntil we became friendsSo close I was sure our friendship would never endRumor here and there and our relationship didn’t bendFights today, Tomorrow we’d mendI wanted to be your shoulderA comfort to you in time of

The Journey Begins

Thanks for joining me! Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton