Chapter 17:- Promises
No one likes to be forgoten. Nor me, nor you. Promises are meant, suposed, to be kept, not broken.
So, why, tell me, is it so hard to find, these days, someone real, true to himself, someone reliable and trustfully. Caring and all.
Well, I can't find it, him, her, that incredible person that was made for me and only me. I search, I hunt and hope. Hope and hope. Yet, nothing. What is wrong? What am I doing wrong? What? What? Is there someone out there that holds the answers to my questions?
Is there?