Souls converge to fulfill promises.
Some descend to be together,
others are cursed to stay apart.
I loved him since eons past,
He is my core, my essence, 990 more words
The first thing that hits you when you approach a beach is the subdued roar. Its like a welcome that doubles as a warning. I think it resembles a person who is open and fun to hang out with but can turn moody at an instant without notice. 617 more words