audrinamagica

What is love, anyway? A shy glance and a shyer smile, Blushing cheeks and butterflies striving to break free; Heartbeats harmonizing in the early dawn, Entagled limbs chasing away the cold; Desperate kisses after pointless disagreements, Trying to patch up the holes even though the ship is already sinking; Sleepless night staring at the ceiling, Guilt and despair and confusion creeping into mind What is love, anyway?