Loving You

The journey from having those unstoppable butterflies to this devastating cold inside, was beautifully disastrous :")

Loving you was like a walk on the beach through those coconut trees, holding hands, a wild adventure, a hike on a foggy green hill,with birds chirping, buds growing and spring on its peak. The higher we went the thicker the fog, till you let go of my hand and I found myself at the top of an erupting volcano. I swear thats how it was, LOVING YOU.