Love is like a battle... A bloodless battle. And every battle has casualties. But this battle leaves even more torturous wounds. Because the wounds of love are left on one's soul.He might be covered in scars that this battle of feeling left behind, she was the cure he never even knew he was looking
"I'm giving you two choices right now," he came closer and his mellow voice rang out, "Either be my girlfriend," the voice turned into a whisper as gazed into those green eyes. "Or become my boyfriend." She was gaping as he finished his speech with a smirk which left no desire in her to even think a
Love is like a battle... A bloodless battle. And every battle has casualties. But this battle leaves even more torturous wounds. Because the wounds of love are left on one's soul.He might be covered in scars that this battle of feeling left behind, she was the cure he never even knew he was looking
