It was a question I had worn on my lips for days—like a loose thread on my favourite sweater I couldn't resist pulling—despite knowing it would all unravel around me.
"Do you love me?" I ask.
In your hesitation I found my answer.-Lang Leav
It was a question I had worn on my lips for days—like a loose thread on my favourite sweater I couldn't resist pulling—despite knowing it would all unravel around me.
"Do you love me?" I ask.
In your hesitation I found my answer.-Lang Leav