He loved you.
But he didn’t give up anything to do it. What kind of love is that?
“soaring on the wings of selfish pride i flew too high and like Icharus i collide… to turn away and not become another nail to pierce the skin of one who loves more deeply than the oceans, more abundant than the tears of a world—embracing every heartache..”
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map