Even the coldest heart had once upon a time a kind heart
U know a blade can't destroy the man heart but a woman can and her words can
It makes him or breaks him so such powerful
a woman words are For me green was a favourite colour to be my peace and if I want to be calm i look at the green plants or i will simply I will go for her hands i will sleep on her thighs forever
holding her hand No feeling can match that The grass I like her hand if we sit on it or lie it's so gentle like her presence and it will heal u instantly
like her Oxygen does