My Heart, Good Lord.A long time ago, someone very special to me said we should stop doing what we were doing. Meant we should stop kissing, stop cuddling, stop holding each others hands, we weren't dating. He was a friend with benefits. We stopped and decided to be best friends. Since that day I got a new boyfriend. He tried to get out of the picture and my boyfriend tried to step in, but they kept running into each other. Since that day him and I have been best friends, but each day we've progressed back into our old times, we started cuddling again, hugging and somewhat hold each others hands, the first day we started he pulled away a bit, now he's not resisti
without sorrow there is no bliss
the tale of life
ive looked through abit of your material its very vivid and detailed.
especially the poem above "fallen angel"
some of the best art is based off emotions