I'm gonna keep this brief. Its a thought that passes through my mind everytime I think about writing a romance piece in stories I may never post. What is love?
I know people have different views on the soft emotion. I don't wish to offend them. I just wish to share my view.
Every romance novel I've read shows love is a fire that won't burn out. A thirst that can't be quenched.
To me, its an emotion that is the end of exiestance. It's the one thing that can bring a man to his knees. The final move to the check mate in this game we call life. It's also a fire to someone's frozen heart that, if left untamed can burn the heart to a crisp. I'm writing a joint fanfic with a friend, Tim46million and this theme just might be the on the main character. His end, if you will. Thank you for reading this, for it may be the last time you hear from my humanself- Ambrose (The Void)
