This is my second time writing a story. This story's inspiration is a little bit different from my first work. As much as I love to give you details about its flow I decided to just give you a few hints. It's a totally different one and full of surprises.
This is a story about love with a different level of experience. People often explain what is love or when is love right or wrong. Does love really has its types such as 'family love', 'love of friend', or 'love between the opposite sex' ? Or does Love really need an explanation?
This work was based on my personal experience not as a teen ager who has it's firsts in all sorts of highschool dramas instead its about my personal experience as a person who is also considered a bookworm, a person who listens, a person who chose the adventurous path of the real world open-mindedly and whole heartedly.
"A PAIN WORTH SUFFERING FOR"
#perfectlovepainfullife