I love you, Ella May," I whisper, kissing her cheek. "And one day I want to be doing this exact same thing at our wedding.
Jessica SorensenYou donโt forget. You just move past it. Let go. Be who you were supposed to be instead of who they make you feel like you should be
Jessica SorensenOnce a blooming red rose, full of streaming life in its veins. Now a wilting black petal rupturing with death and pain.
Jessica Sorensen