There’s a part of me that believes the reason I ended up a writer in this Life is because the girl i love is a reader.
Not that I intentionally picked up writing to impress her. I started writing before I realized my feelings for her. Though, everything after her has been her inspiration to keep going…
It’s more that, ever since I was a child, I always knew my Love be my goal; a strange wisdom i value…
So, even as a child, I don’t know if i ever wished for something selfish. I’d heard enough stories…
Let’s skip that part for now. And focus on what’s important. And why i believe that led me to the Life of a writer.
My wishes …
I never really cared…
This is harder to put into words than I thought. It’s so simple in my head
…
Whenever the voice in my head used to ask me what I wanted to do or who I wanted to be, I’d always just say whatever would make my wife happy…
♡Sugar☆World☮ 