RomanticBeshoy Emad* * *You, who perfected all my bad times. You, who excelled healing my wounds. Just you, who made me write those words. Nothing, Just You.
RomanticBeshoy Emad* * *Cupid ! Roaming with his arrows, haunting me. Just as your sparkling eyes do. She played against Cupid. The ace of spades never fail. She won. And so, Cupid has never haunted me again.