January 2012
December 2011
You’re what I was supposed to understand when I was older
– love
The very essence of romance is uncertainty.
– Oscar Wilde
November 2011
I’ve waited a hundred years. But I’d wait a million more for you. Nothing prepared me for What the privilege of being yours would do. If I had only felt the warmth within your touch, If I had only seen how you smile when you blush, Or how you curl your lip when you concentrate enough, I would have known what I was living for all along. What I’ve been living for. Your love is my turning page, Where...