It starts with you, it ends with you
This story is quite loveable
I am the wanderer and you are the destination
Every path leads to you
The heart controlled itself a bit after getting attached to you
All the fog of pain that was there washed away...
★★★★★★
"Martha, do you think he will like it?" Amy asked, wrapping the sandwiches in a silver foil.
Martha chuckled, shaking her head.
"This is probably the tenth time you asked it, Amy!"
"I can't help it, what if he doesn't like it?" She asked, setting the lunch box in cotton bags.
"Don't worry Amy, I tasted them and they are really delicious. After all, you made them with so much attention and love!" Martha softly said, leaning on the kitchen counter.
