"Love is a slow and sudden thing. It sweeps you up like a wave and takes you to sea, where the water is deep and there is no hope of touching the bottom. It is slow in the stillness of the cove, where the very air speaks of his absence, the unblemished sand marking where he should be standing next to you. It is like a piano, of ivory keys and an impossible combination of sound, which without a pianist, without him, remains as silent as those without voice."
Posted on: Fri, 05 Jul 2013 17:25:07 +0000