Eye contact made people think you were being truthful even if you weren't.
The scent is sweet and meloncholy. A bit like dying, a bit like falling in love.
I met a travler from an ancient land.
It was such a sweet, sad song with such sweet, sad lyrics. Old-fashioned a little, but also timeless.
Daddy always said the only thing worth begging for was your life, but maybe he was wrong. Maybe sometimes your love is a little bit worth begging for, too.
Intimacy doesn't have all that much to do with backseats of cars. Real intimacy is brushing your teeth together.