It's been a few days, hasn't it? DID YOU THINK I WAS GONE? xDTitle
: Of LoveAuthor
): RUN-ON SENTENCES ARE INTENTIONAL. D:Word count:
There are many forms of love, she realizes.Author's notes:
I guess you could consider this a companion to a previous entry: Of Kisses and Memories.
I tried to capture a similar feel (although I'll admit to liking the former better). The sentences should appear rambly at times due to running thought, in a way. Beware?
( When she was younger, love was happy, made of fluffy white clouds and otter-hares. )