Over thelifeanddeathoflove Personal, Uncategorized Apr 17, 2019 1 Minute I lay on my back, the smell of red wine still vivid. I cross my arms over my face as I let out the last of my tears. My heavy beating heart, the pulsing in my ears. My phone on my stomach, chat still open. I let out a laugh that only tears could create. Then a single word… ‘Fuck!’ Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related Published by thelifeanddeathoflove Doncaster born and new to the scene, poetry and creative writing is my thing! currently working on my first book, a collection of diary entries compiled to create a narrative about Love! Lets see how it goes. View all posts by thelifeanddeathoflove Published Apr 17, 2019