her love
Category: Writing and Poetry
i’ve realized after spending some time without those rose colored glasses that her love isn’t quite what i thought it was. her love is like a tsunami; it’s quick to enter, it’s insatiable, it’s unbelievable intense it sweeps you off your feet but it only works for itself; in its own favor because when it stops, her love, it stops. it pulls back and takes all of your own love with it leaving you i... » Continue Reading