There is darkness everywhere. Even in light, there is dark.
I have believed for too long that there was a light in my life, that never shed darkness.
He proved me wrong.
Maybe I should move on. There's no point in chasing after something that doesn't want to be caught.
He's like the wind.
He's carefree. He's all over the place, caressing your face every now and then. You can never quite catch him and hold him down. He's always moving from one place to next. He goes with the flow.
You can't live without oxygen, you can't live without wind.
You can't live without him.
YOU ARE READING
You are mine. Mine.
FanfictionIt doesn't make a difference. Everything is already set in stone. He is mine. Only mine.
