I ache for a love that can be told through the colours of a rainbow, blooming it’s brightness and joy like a Sunflower, resonating beauty in its rearest form just like the butterflies in the sky.
I ache for a love guided through evolving generations binded together by Cupid’s, forged in different tales of words and shielded by our persistence which overcomes limitations every time.
I ache for a love, expressed by holding our hands, gifted by showering our affections, where we can fix our pieces together and create something magical even in the face of Death.
I ache for a love, where I can absorb your imperfections and flaws and still call you mine, that even if I was an artist I would re...