Each of us are given a massive heart heaped with love. The heart over flows with love. The heart will spill over its love if we tilt it the wrong way or the right way. What controls it?
This is the story of hearts crying for love, wanting for love and hoping for love in return. Each is consumed by the flame of passion. Only the object of their affection can extinguish the fire that burns inside them.
I hope you enjoy reading it.
