You left me standing there

by Bernzie

So here I am, standing, outside in the cold pouring rain. I'm trying to fight back the tears of being left hear, but it doesn't work. A warm tear gently rolls out of the corner of my eye and down my cheek. I think to myself, "He left me standing here."

2. Help!

Okay, so I WILL be making this into a longer story soon…first chapter could be up this weekend. Hopefully though, having homework on weekends sucks. Anyways, it would really help if any of you reading this could review with a possible title to the story…I could stick with "You Left Me Standing There" buuuuuttt I don't know…and that's why I would love to hear your idea. Please?