The thought of love is very abstract.
No definite description, no definite feeling. Nothing definite.
The whole 'idea' is too abstract for me to believe.
He gave me a reason to put my trust in this abstract feeling.
He made me feel things I couldn't describe. That indescribable feeling, I was forced to identify as love.
Maybe it isn't love. I don't know.
All I do know is, I feel something, and that something is too abstract to describe.
YOU ARE READING
You are mine. Mine.
FanfictionIt doesn't make a difference. Everything is already set in stone. He is mine. Only mine.
