I used to be one of those people who compare love to an onion. In theory, just like the vegetable has its different layers, the concept of love has its different stages. While that's very true, my brief encounter with the concept has made me realize what it truly is.
Love is a maze.
And I've gotten lost in it.
hey'all! it's pretty short, but here's the prologue of CH. thanks for reading! don't forget to vote, comment, and share! see you soon!
xo, dara.