In a world of pretty, beautiful, stunning – she was art. Not meant to please the eyes, but to invoke intense emotions.

So I dare to be bold... And risk touching your hair, to release this wave of affection that threatens to overwhelm me

An entire ocean of ink would not be enough to describe the exchange that took place as soon as their hands touched.

They say if you look at a person long enough, they will look back.

Yes, windows are of all kinds: innocent partitions, hopeful portals, furious hurdles, and even traitors.

A simple drop of rain carrying years of shattered hopes and dreams, streaks quivering lips

I am a woman. We lie. Especially when it suits us. And if we think we can play dirty and win, we cannot.