The sweet summer air blows soft kisses on her cheeks, drying her tears, and warming her heart to the locked up memories of summers past.
Love sometimes makes your heart skip a beat, and other times it stops it all together
Love lifts you to your highest highs then throws you down opening your eyes to the cold reality of its true malevolence
When I need light the most it fades away behind the clouds.
Love is simply a tool used by...