It is all of us really.
Atleast that is what I think.
We fall in love with love, with the kind of love given to us.
I notice the kind of things you do.
How you laugh when I am around.
How you look at me.
How you walk when I am there.
If I can see your molar when you smile.
I notice how you dress, how you carefully place your hand on my hand.
But if one day, you don't laugh like you do.
I am convinced that you are no longer in love with me.
Hi guys.
Thank you for reading.
