Young love. The best and worst type of love. Both so young, naive and new to the whole term of what ‘love’ truly is. Innocent, juvenile minds and hearts are exposed to the cruel harsh world, walking through it blindly until eyes are set on solely that person. Continue reading Arising of Commitment Issues
“So, will I sacrifice or wait for the clouds,
To drift away and let me see,
The sky full of stars?”
A poem about letting go.
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