this is not a love story. but it is a story about love, and the power it holds over you.
And this is where the story begins, like many stories do, with two strangers.
Sat on the train,on my way to Rome, lost in my own little world, a book in hand, 80's music blasting through my headphones, and a steaming mug of hot chocolate on the table infront of me. I looked up from my book and stared out of the raindrop covered window, at the tree tops, where the grey sky kissed the earth and wondered what the sky saw in such an insignificant little thing like our planet.
the train arrived at the station and I got off, my head still berried in my book.
YOU ARE READING
strangers till love bring us together.
Romancestrangers meet for the first time on a train ride to Venice, Italy. the one thing that drew one to the other was wonder. wonder and the fact that she was astonishingly beautiful. Not the type of beautiful that one would normally think of, but she w...
