The only person that will always be in your life.
Will forever be yourself.
To love is to fear.
To feel the burning fire within your heart,
To feel your eyes betraying your word,
To feel your hands trembling,
My Twin, my Best-Friend, my Mother figure.
And everything else that she is.
Women.
Dearest Daughter.
You will learn to love someone when you become nobody.
Dearest Writers and Lovers.
“Every heart sings a song, incomplete…
A day in the life of a daydreamer.
I will never write about the Sunset.