In the midst of a walk I find myself to have stopped, left to myself I find myself to be lost and mid sentence I find that I have lapsed into silence, is this love? Why do I die to see you? I don't know, … Continue reading When he sends a text
In the midst of a walk I find myself to have stopped, left to myself I find myself to be lost and mid sentence I find that I have lapsed into silence, is this love? Why do I die to see you? I don't know, … Continue reading When he sends a text