“I think you should hear for yourself what she has to say”.
I nodded and he wordlessly picked up the car key to begin driving.
Soft music blasted from the radio as soon as he turned the car on and the words of the song drifted to my mind, gnawing it open to receive it beautiful lyrics.
Am I the only one left?
Am I the only one left to choose?
Help me, listen, why don’t you see
I feel like a floating mess
Help me, listen, why does every path seem like the wrong one.
If the heavens were playing a joke on me, they really hit the nail on the head. The song reflected everything I felt inside as I hummed to the tune.
“you know her?”.
I pursed my lips while folding my arms I still wasn’t going to talk to him that easy even though he had apologized.
“Cora Manoa, a legend that can’t be r
