A burst of crimson flames come to life in my heart when I see you, Our eyes meeting in a way as if I've just met heaven. You are the angels singing in my skies, your voice- a memory worth living.
But that is all you are.
A memory, a dream, and a future I will never see.
YOU ARE READING
I liked you, I like you, and I will like you
Short Story"no matter what I do, it all just keeps coming back to you" I'm writing for my love, or beloved for better term. Who will never see these but I'd like to express my emotions and share these feelings with the world and hopefully make them feel someth...
