24 May 2015

Imagine meeting someone who adds a plethora of stars to your night skies. Who paints pictures with the colours of your soul, whose touch decrypts the inner workings of your mind.

He sees the cracks and he still looks at you as though you were the sun and the moon. He pulls you to the edge of the cliff and he never lets go of your hand. He’s a fireplace on a rainy winter night, a fresh breeze on a warm day.