She's merely a woman holding a pen, with no idea what to write.
The Word Love
The word love is the idea of fate and magic and yet, this miraculous blind optimism to be loved by one human I am afraid of.
Sharing poems & thoughts, one redacted word at a time.
She's merely a woman holding a pen, with no idea what to write.
The word love is the idea of fate and magic and yet, this miraculous blind optimism to be loved by one human I am afraid of.