written by my boyfriend. yes, by my boyfriend
|The future doesn’t like to wait.
Dreams happen when we’re unconscious, so does the most of the beautiful phenomena.
Love is a mysterious thing that can’t be explained but felt in the most complicated of ways.
When two lovers grasp their hands to hold, or for a kiss their lips might be tender warm or so cold.
Love is so diverse and like I mentioned is so complicated I can’t tell you my love for a friend.
A year and four months was our time we were friends.
until we started dating it’s still not the end.
Time might seem slow but think about it.
Time is like the wind always changing direction, it sometimes has natural selection.
Love is you love is me it’s also a huge conspiracy.
Love to divine and conquer.
To love is to burn, to be on fire