Deep down inside we always seek for our departed loved ones
She thirsted for love, but found only a mirage. Some hearts are a desert you can die wandering in.
And we will keep searching for our footsteps in the sands of time...
Stop looking outside or at others for that which you seek of yourself.
Each of us is a story, waiting for a devoted reader who will take us off the shelf and embrace all our plot twists.
He'd been saving up his love for years and years, waiting for the right personto spend his fortune on.
One of the best things about humans is their ability to love.
Within every heart's Winter sleeps the promise of Spring.