We all know light is easy to love. But you...
could you love my darkness too?
-years ago, one late night
YOU ARE READING
My Only Language is Words
Véletlen"It played out so perfectly, so full, so wonderous... but then I woke up". ~~~~ "The blade of imagination is a force to be reckoned with"~~~~ Somewhat insignificant rambles~ Also called "poetry" I suppose
