The search is over. It's him. I found the guy of my wishes. He's not the man of my dreams, because dreams aren't real. He is the one I've been wishing for. The one I've been longing for a long time. It's him. I will never be wrong.
The search is over. It's him. I found the guy of my wishes. He's not the man of my dreams, because dreams aren't real. He is the one I've been wishing for. The one I've been longing for a long time. It's him. I will never be wrong.
Poems that twine thread around the broken bits of a soul, that fling umbrella lips into beaming buckets and kind of just make you want to say, "life is beautiful, isn't it?" - a totally unbiased revi...