Love is kind of like when you see a fog in the morning, when you wake up before the sun comes out.
It’s just a little while, and when it burns away… Love is a fog that burns with the first daylight of reality.
Love is kind of like when you see a fog in the morning, when you wake up before the sun comes out.
It’s just a little while, and when it burns away… Love is a fog that burns with the first daylight of reality.
a rose for a thought 