In Which the Heart Is the Weakest Eye
“I love you,” he whispers.
And just like a magical mantra, you’re fooled for good despite all the bad that you know. One little mantra to cloud your judgement, and one little mantra to bind you for life. Because truly, how can you, a lonely girl, leave behind a man that promises an everlasting love, despite not being his only one?
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: Brilliant Disguise
Again, another beautiful piece, Dear Sis :*
thank you for always dropping by, love
Wow. That’s deep. Never could have thought of it that way myself…
Thank you for dropping bye! 😀