I was always a patient of philophobia, Till you teach me , the meaning of love , I was never be a sapiosexual , Till your brilliance hit my mind , I was never a bibliophile , Till the day I didn't read you ...❣
Family and relations She believed to be the life's resolution. Love was like a flower in the midnight blossom Beauty of snow like the falling hail pearls! Soon enough it turned to be wreck some.
Love turned to thorns Snow fall into sand dust. Flowers fell to shreds, The leaves like facade of death! Hail pearls felt like stones being pelt.
Yes, I am a philophobic. I do not believe in love. I fear of being played with. I fear of falling hard. I trust very few, They are closer to my heart. Yet love to me is very far.