They say that love is blind.
I don't think so, how can love be blind?
Love is more...it's all knowing, yet understanding.
It conquers all. That I agree with...we all lose ourselves to love without even realizing it.
It has a way of capturing people and enslaving them. I've been a slave for far too long.
Love isn't blind, it sees but it doesn't mind.
It loves anyways.
YOU ARE READING
You are mine. Mine.
FanfictionIt doesn't make a difference. Everything is already set in stone. He is mine. Only mine.
