I love to think about what kissing you feels like. What looking into your eyes would do to my insides. What the sound of your voice would do to my heart. We deserve to be alone with each other for a little while…with wine or coffee or just a beer. I imagine our conversations in my head and there is no doubt you…

I will tell you that you were wrong.

I have a bad habit of searching for beauty in beasts and forever in temporary people. ~unknown

Sometimes our fate resembles a tree in winter. Who would think that those branches would turn green again and blossom, but we hope it, we know it.

~ Johann Wolfgang Goethe

Azzedine stood motionless in the darkest corner of his study to the left of the…

From tiny experiences we build cathedrals. ~ Orhan Pamuk