“ In the end only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived, and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you. ” ― Anonymous
Love is the sweetest venom.
LawrenceI told her I wanted her body and not her love. I lied. RonanI fell in love with a lie... She was beauty and destruction. Kissing her was a tender song. Owning her body, a wild poem. Loving her, my downfall. But she w
