Life through my graded eyeglasses
When I was 16, I asked God for a sign. I told Him, “if this certain suitor gave me 2 white roses and a red rose, he’s the one.” A few months later, on Valentine’s Day, he gave me a bouquet with 3 pink roses. I told myself, he’s the one. Because red + white
Craving might be a little too much of a word, but I do think about love and kind of miss it sometimes. I got used to being independent in many ways that I’m not even sure if I like the feeling, or just the idea of it.
