I built the swing for two. Yet it carries only one.
Tag: wishing
The Ledge
I spent my entire life wishing for things to be better, begging and pleading to feel normal, to smile and to feel loved.
The air gently graced my skin as I peered out of the window and saw bustling metropolis far below. It was only when my stomach re-adjusted to the inertia that I made my final wish: “I wish I hadn’t jumped”