This is a scheduled post planned to be published at 1.8.2017 at 19:54

Till the sun rises in the west and sets in the east,
Till the rivers dry up and the mountains blow in the wind like leaves,
I will love you.



Till the sun rises in the west and sets in the east, Till the rivers dry up and the mountains blow in the wind like leaves, I will love you.
1.8.2017 at 19:54