The flattering, elegant stranger chained me suddenly to her heart when I blissfully closed my eyes and she pressed her finer into my lips and whispered with hypnotic eyes, ”No, I am not for you nor anyone.”  the rhythm of her voice evoked something within me...

Still waiting for hope to tap me on the shoulder.   Still waiting for something to whisper into my ear.   Still, nothing as such! I am alone and I hate it!   I’m waiting for you to turn me around   and scream that you’re here! And...

In the end, all that matters is that we still have each other.   All the material things, are just that… things.   If I can walk hand in hand with you into the sunset of our lives,   that would be most special and...