I’m adorable, I’m abominable. I’m vulnerable, I’m powerful. I’m trustworthy, I’m deceitful. I’m neither white, nor black. I’m that thin line between good and evil. I’m… Read more “Me”
Remember those intricate patterns You drew on my heart? When I asked, You said they were love’s art. But darling, Did I tell you that it… Read more “Love’s Art”
When you start concocting alternate reality in your mind.