Baby, If You Could Would You Go Back To The Start?

“My skin against the window, your breath intwined in mine. You drop my underwear to the floor, now we’re fulfilling every line. This song is written with empty words. It’s wrong not to contest with every word I’ve heard. But baby, I know that you’re only leaving. Honestly, you know I could never stay. So, now that this song is done playing. Will you hold my hands, and let us pray? Or do we fall into the depths, and never return. For, our love is my last of debts, and what do I do, when your back has turned? Run boy, run, before the waves crash around you, and it captures your soul. It’s too late for me, anyway. I’m long overdue for someone to know me, the way I knew you.” -S.R. I’m a struggling writer, who has struggled even deciding on labelling myself as such. But I’ve finally dedicated to this, because a true, gifted writer, can only run for so long. Sarai Rudabagel is the name I’ve chosen to use now. As an honest writer, may not use their true identity. But those two names mean a sort of huge deal to me, and that is now who I am, here. I’m currently working on two books, unsure of when I will even finish them. One is unnamed. The other is “It’s Hard Hiding”, it’s a 4 year work in progress.