Fictitious Truths
Always? Always. “I will love you always.”
Always? Always. “I will love you always.”
Our love was like a fairytale . . . . . . minus the fairytale ending. Serendipity without the blessing of kismet. Picasso without the paint.
I feel depressed when those I love leave me.
Fallen Raindrops scattered dreams
Love Is Bitter love is sweet love is all love is complete