Love lost in a world filled with expectations, we try to be everything we think we should be; grow in America the land of the free.
Love found in a world of unconditional open arms and non malicious charm. Fallacies strapped and filled with lust, so we ride around in our bullet proof trust.
Can’t touch us
Love exchanged from one world to the next, changing form but never context
We all fear the loss of love but it could never really leave. Love is always in you out of control and completely free.
R u Veracious?