Liesel
Description
I thought about a girl who was in love.
This love was intense and beautiful as a rose but it also hurts her with the thorns. She felt suffocated with this feeling.
And didn't use her head in this sittuation.
I called her Liesel.
This love was intense and beautiful as a rose but it also hurts her with the thorns. She felt suffocated with this feeling.
And didn't use her head in this sittuation.
I called her Liesel.