Thursday, August 24, 2017


boy, paris, and couple image

Sometimes I fail to recognize that silence meant nothing more than stillness. When I hear no sound and see empty spaces around, I tend to wonder where your mind is. Is it with me or is it with your sanity? As we brisk through the crowd, you stopped and asked me to grab your hand as if it’s the only thing that would save me. Then you told me you love me in the deepest sincerest form I’ve ever heard you said. Then that's when I knew how much you love me.