Don't ask me about love; I'm blind.
If you ask me about love I don't know what it looks like or what colour and shape does it have. I can't explain it in words but I can make you feel it.
Love is when your mother makes you wear three layers of clothing in winter. Love is in your sibling's everyday teasing. Love is in those...
Love is when your mother makes you wear three layers of clothing in winter. Love is in your sibling's everyday teasing. Love is in those...