The idea of true love scares me so much that I would almost rather be alone. I hope you change my mind.

Today words fail me. When things are in order writers block sets in. My creative juices only flowing when I am covered by a blanket of lachrymose melancholy. But today is different. My heart is light, my mind is clear. Today I smile, thankful for the present. Thankful for right now,thankful for a moment free of presentiment. Thankful for You...

The pain must run deep for you to be so shallow...