my heart doesn't have eyes so i waited for it to beat at the right person. it doesn't have the knowledge, to even chose to whom it would be beating for. it could only hear, feel, unite with its half - and I found mine, after the long wait.
i found you.
YOU ARE READING
cupid | g x g
Puisiyou were that book i swore not to read afraid that it might end like love stories, a tragedy a poem book | g x g celestial I.
