No Tomorrow Audiobook (Free)

The people we love are thieves. They grab our hearts. They grab our breath. They steal our sanity. And we let them. Again and again and once more.

They state you never forget your first love.

Mine was a homeless musician who wandered directly into my soul.

He was my first everything. And fourteen years later on, I still can’t get him out of my mind.

He broke most my rules. He also broke my heart.

We watched him climb to stardom, cheering him in from afar. But I had been never a lover; just a lady in love.

Such as a tornado, he spiraled, leaving a route of destruction in his wake.

But love conquers all, correct? It must. Because right here I stand, ravaged and ruined, requiring it to be true.

We can’t return back, but I want to. Back to the park. Back to when he sang limited to me. Before he was well-known. Before he shattered my heart.

I thought I knew everything on the subject of him. But I possibly could not have been more incorrect.

He promised me every tomorrow. And here I am, waiting around.

And hoping.

Again.

Contains mature themes.