H-A-Thames
- LETTURE 5,961
- Voti 129
- Parti 11
Tornados come and go, crashing and ripping through innocent lives. Love does the same.
Innocent in the beginning, before love creates vortices of emotions and actions that we don't have full control over. The wind sweeps and tosses us around, leaving us battered and bruised.
The perfect storm is on the horizon, and chaos and pain follow. Is it worth fighting?