Sometimes, everything could be selfish too. The result was a string that binds two humans together and an earth that changes with every step through a door so nothing will permanently end. One was the star while the other was the sun. Just a
I just wanted one thing—I coveted it, I yearned for it, and I had worked hard for it . But how come it seems all of it weren't enough?
I started counting when I was child, lost count when I turned eighteen, repeated when I was a young woman, and finished when I got married and we had our first child.The total? Millionth.
I use red and the other uses silver. From then on, we started writing to communicate with each other. Who knew writing to her could lead to something more?
Love was forbidden between them yet she continued. How far would you go for someone you love?