Status: Done!
Someone's watching over me
Hayley is having her special day, her memories that come with her.
The bedroom was empty now. Mum had cleared out her room this morning.
Even the bed was gone, like she never existed. Just a false memory planted in the back of our minds: our wounds too rawer that a thought of her could break us down...Nobody spoke, I guess nobody could; to scared that we would say the wrong the thing to eachother.
The bedroom was empty now. Mum had cleared out her room this morning.
Even the bed was gone, like she never existed. Just a false memory planted in the back of our minds: our wounds too rawer that a thought of her could break us down...Nobody spoke, I guess nobody could; to scared that we would say the wrong the thing to eachother.