An ornate and gold-edged book, of which inside are secrets even she doesn't know or understand. But tucked all through it are leaflets of paper, as if she'd rather not write in the book its self. Except on the first empty page of the book is written in exquisite, flowing penmanship her full name. ~ Lavender Cecelia Morgan.
Saturday, 22 April 2023
This turn sadness overwhelms me. I thought I had a connection to someone, but as seems prevalent in my life as soon as I was hopeful to have someone in my life that I could fall for.. he vanished from my life. It's just over a cycle since I have seen his face and I miss him so much. I want no other but him, and I hope he returns to the lands.
