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
Love comes to those who still hope even though they’ve been disappointed, to those who still believe even though they’ve been betrayed, to those who still need love even though they’ve been hurt before.