I love it when you read to me: What is love? Are your palms sweaty, is your heart racing, and is your...
What is love? Are your palms sweaty, is your heart racing, and is your voice caught within your chest? - it isn’t love, it’s like. You can’t keep your eyes or hands off them, am I right? - it isn’t love, it’s lust. Are you proud, and eager to show them off? - it isn’t love, it’s pride. Do you…