oh, love.
a word falling mindlessly through my lips, yet i crave it like a smoker asking for a cigarette which he couldn't quit.To feel his warm caress or to see his eyes shine when they find me in between hundreds of lives.
Oh Henry,how would you understand, for have
you ever fallen for it? love might seem arduous but that is what keeps it growing. For I have fallen for that boy more than i should've and led myself on.
tell me, henry,how do you know when he is...