On a windy day they come as saints,on sunny days they come as angels,on cold days they come as lovers...
Their identity is something you can't figure out just by looking at them ..they act in a way where you could even wish to spend your entire life time with them..
Their names are anonymous cause they always wear a musk of Happiness around their faces..
They tend to get credit for something they haven't worked for...oh what a petty for it is such a painful and shameful experience they give when all their acts comes to light
There identity will always be saints but sinners...
© Malitina