What a tangle love is.

Nothing can rival the incredible rush the act of creation brings. Of crafting something you know is destined to be great for all time.

The weird thing about saying good-bye is that it never gets easier.

There are only two emotions. Love and fear.... Love and fear is all there is == Everything else is just an offshoot motivated by those two.

So cute how you called out for Damen after conjuring that chaste little love scene in your head.

He pulls me into his arms, his touch calm and soothing, but unable to erase the truth. "I have to go," he finally whispers. "But Ever, if you want to love me, if you truly want to be with me, then you'll have to accept what we are. I'll understand if you can't.

Each soul, each person, has to find their own way - learn their own lessons ... It's all those rough bits that make us stronger.