Pocketful of lies, handful of deceit, Strained relationship and broken marriages, Family built, family torn, Others call it toxic, Some called it home. Pin 1
Fake love is love still.
“Why were you in love with me?” He wondered. His morning coffee sat quietly beside his toast, unstirred and unflavoured. “I honestly don’t know.” She replied. “I feel that, maybe ‘we’ could’ve worked out.” “But we both knew how it would end. We knew we weren’t made for it. Life is too easy for it […]
nightfall
The silence was screaming louder than the sound of whirling fan above, and the loneliness was the only companion she had that night. Pin 0