love is a dog from hell
" I have always imagined pink roses when I thought about love,
I imagined how this pure feeling covers my body and leads me to a planet named whole.
For the first time, I felt love,
It came in a very rare way, I didn't expect it and it hit me very hard.
It wasn’t that pink as people like to say.
For very short moments it felt pure and sometimes it was bleeding red.
When I finally let it go, I was left with a blue stain, but from the kind that fades away with time.
This experience made me wonder and I had to ask out loud - is love a cloud that’s truly all pink? "