I thought loving someone
Was my choice
But I was wrong,
Falling for someone doesn't provide
Any choices.
The only choice you have is to
Love them.
YOU ARE READING
Eunoia
PoetryA soul of a writer, a poet, an artist never dies they are immortal cause they carry a magic of ink splattered on paper. ♡♡♡ Somewhere deep there lies the raging ocean of emotions beneath us, So maybe tracing do...
