
ABHINAV KHURANA
I sit beside her while she cries. I sit beside her while she talks about our dates, each word a small knife carving into my ribs.

Show your support
Recent Supporters

ABHINAV KHURANA
I sit beside her while she cries. I sit beside her while she talks about our dates, each word a small knife carving into my ribs.

Write a comment ...
Write a comment ...