A lover is far crueler than any enemy. For when an enemy grievously wounds, more often than not, one dies. With a lover however, the wounds they leave do not kill, but hurt as if they should have anyways.
A lover is far crueler than any enemy. For when an enemy grievously wounds, more often than not, one dies. With a lover however, the wounds they leave do not kill, but hurt as if they should have anyways.