"You know what the sad part is?" she asked as she carefully sips her succulent and aromatic albeit bitter coffee.
"My reflection is more of who I am than the one looking at it," with her eyes brimming with tears, she hurriedly continued, "That and I do not seem to know how to rhyme anymore these days."
Aug 17, 2016
Aug 17, 2016 at 2:45 PM UTC
"You know what the sad part is?" she asked as she carefully sips her succulent and aromatic albeit bitter coffee.
"My reflection is more of who I am than the one looking at it," with her eyes brimming with tears, she hurriedly continued, "That and I do not seem to know how to rhyme anymore these days."
