In the midst of golden dusk, my fingers entwined in yours, head resting on nook of your arm, breathing your fragrance, intoxicated, I find myself… all over again!
Don’t search love, let love find you. It’s called falling in love, because you don’t force urself to fall, you just fall and there will be someone to catch U
Don’t rush in love for it never runs out. Let love be the one to knock at your door, so by the time you start to fall, you know that your feeling is for sure.
