Sometimes, it is not the kings and queen who make for the most fascinating history but the shadowy souls who happen to be in the right place at the right time.
My love is unique an none can rival her. Just by passing, she has already stolen away my heart.
...she refused to leave anything to someone else that she could do better herself.
But that's how the heart is. Stubborn and foolish.
Even in the most wretched life, thereโs hope.
This is how memories are; what seems so clear and unforgettable at one moment vanishes like steam the next.