Life Story. It’s weird to think of a life story. When YOU think of life story, you think of where you were born, when you moved to your new house, where you had your first kiss and first heart break, where you hurt yourself the first time and where you are now.
When I think of life story, I think of him, because he was my life but now he’s gone. The only story I have is the story of him and how he left me with nothing. Left me lifeless.