Lured in by the grace of a beaming smile that hid much. I saw heartache through her eyes that I found attractive, a profound force struck something inside of us. Beneath my fury and her pain, like thyme that grew through pebbles. We found love.
When the Soul Cried Out for Meaning
Lured in by the grace of a beaming smile that hid much. I saw heartache through her eyes that I found attractive, a profound force struck something inside of us. Beneath my fury and her pain, like thyme that grew through pebbles. We found love.