Today my English teacher asked us to define love.
I tried to write a story; a great work of fiction indeed.
But in the end the only thing I could describe was the early morning sunrise,
and the colour of your eyes.
Mar 5, 2014
Mar 5, 2014 at 7:33 PM UTC
Today my English teacher asked us to define love.
I tried to write a story; a great work of fiction indeed.
But in the end the only thing I could describe was the early morning sunrise,
and the colour of your eyes.
posted originally on my blog (rest-in-psychedelia.tumblr.com)