![]() Love is like a rose. Beautiful at first but as time passes, like the rose, love ages. With it's once beautiful features growing old and withering away until there is nothing left and you are forced to bid farewell. That my friends, is what I call "Love" and if you take the time to read my stories, you too will understand that characters in novels hurt like we do, bleed like we bleed. If you read my stories... you will be taken into a world which is non-existent outside of the chapters. A world which you can call "Loveable?" |