“Where’s love? Can you show me? Can I see it now?” “Love’s here... In our hands.” “If our hands are hurt, love’s hurt as well, right? And if my hand holds another hand apart from you, will love disappear?”

If losing someone else already feels that deadly, how does it feel to lose yourself?           Disclaimer : The events depicted in this story are fictitious, based on my ideas a

What do you expect from our relationship in the future?Happiness.It's obvious, Honey. What else?We'll always stick together. We'll stand as each other's strength. We'll support whenever we get ourselves weak. And most important...