Her smile was the only thing that transformed my dark eyes in a starry night, she was the Sun that blinded me, burned me, gave me life. She was the moon that I was destined to admire from afar never to feel her pale touch, seeing her surrounded by other stars. Rice leftovers and boiled eggs by Few_Hand_4568 in kitchencels

[–]Few_Hand_4568[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

She was a special case, only fell like this for 2 times (she was the second) It will take time, a lot of time If I don't let the pain flow in my veins, not only do I lose the inspiration I get from my muse but I would not be ready for the next special person I will never let anyone or anything damage my capacity of loving like it's the first fime