It occurred to me at once, that love could be a great illusion that made fools of brilliant thinkers everyday. And turns hearts of stone and steel, to a place where they would feel like they were falling, falling quickly in its place.
It occurred to me at once, that love could be a great illusion that made fools of brilliant thinkers everyday. And turns hearts of stone and steel, to a place where they would feel like they were falling, falling quickly in its place.
